---- that press conference, she must apologize to me." Sean was left stumped, while Janet glared at me venomously, her voice somehow soft as she spoke, " I'm sorry, Anna. Can you please forgive me?" I laughed out loud at her wounded reaction until tears came out. Sean then reached toward me again, but I avoided him. Instead, I strode up to Janet, glancing at her obviously clenched knuckles while whispering into her ear, " That's all you can take? Are you really going to last when you actually become Mrs. Boswell, hmmm?" The day of the press conference arrived as scheduled. As soon as I showed up at the conference hall, Sean's mother snorted and turned away. My mom and stepfather were standing nearby, smiling at the cameras. It was Sean who came up to me in his expensive suit, blocking the cameras to gather me in his arms. ---- I was just going to push him away, when he growled a warning into my ear, "Have you memorized the script? Remember. Don't go off-tangent." I stopped fighting it, even smiling, "I know it backward. Don't worry-I won't disappoint you. As I sat onstage, I saw Janet standing nearby, smiling smugly at me. ignored her, instead smiling at the journalists in front of me. "Miss Stone, how do you feel after being left at the altar?" "Word has it that Miss Singer was Mr. Boswell's one true love. Is it true that you ruined things for them by jumping in bed with Mr. Boswell?" The questions were endless, with words like 'third- wheeling', 'gold-digger', and ''jumping in bed' thrown at me.