Hope
Friday night in New York started out as planned. We arrived and got to our rooms without incident. Matthew asked me to check in with him each time we were in public to see if I smelled the stalker. He shouldn’t know we’re here, but he has a fifty/fifty chance at guessing the city.
By the time we left the hotel for dinner, the paparazzi had arrived. I walked with Tanya to our car, letting Matthew know I didn’t smell the stalker before getting in.
Tanya took pictures of us in the hotel room after we got ready and in the limo on the way to the restaurant, creating a group chat between me, her, and Levi.
‘Beautiful ladies,’ Levi responded, making me smile.
When we arrived at the restaurant, the paparazzi hadn’t arrived yet. However, when we walked through the restaurant to get to our
