carpets, crowd cheers, and that pressure to maintain a smile through it all. I once believed it was all
myself standing h
for the embezzlement of funds from t
knew, my hands were shackled in handcuffs, the cold metal digging into my wrist as the FBI came beh
immediately blinded by the bright lights from the cameras causing me to squint, they flashed like a tho
that could damage my reputation, or so I thought. But here I was, handcuffed, surrou
accusatio
the agency's millio
who carried the charges, as if they belonged to someone else. S
producer sought. Now, I was the face of a scandal, that even I found i
warns you. It just happen
from the unending flow of questions, even thoug
ad against the cool window, lost in my thoughts
re, the darling actress of t
part? I didn't