Chapter 24 Why Is My Phone Exploding
Amelia POV
I woke up to screaming.
Actual screaming.
"AMELIA!"
My eyes snapped open.
"What?!"
My bedroom door flew open so hard it hit the wall.
Clara stormed in like she was leading a police raid.
Sophie ran in right behind her.
Both of them looked completely unhinged.
I blinked at them from my bed.
"...Why do you both look like the world ended?"
"IT BASICALLY DID," Clara said dramatically.
Sophie ran to my bed and grabbed my blanket.
"WHY ARE YOU STILL SLEEPING?"
"Because it's morning?"
Clara shoved her phone directly in front of my face.
"Look."
I squinted at the screen.
My brain was still waking up.
"What am I looking at?"
Then I read the headline.
And immediately sat up.
"Is This Noah Blackwood's Mom?"
My brain stopped working.
"What."
Sophie grabbed the phone and scrolled.
"Wait there's another one."
She showed me the next article.
"Is The Mystery Woman Dominic Blackwood's Wife?"
I stared at the screen.
Then at them.
Then back at the screen.
"Why am I on the news."
Clara pointed at the phone like a dramatic news anchor.
"Because the entire internet thinks you secretly married Dominic Blackwood."
"I HAVE SPOKEN TO THAT MAN LIKE TEN TIMES."
Sophie flopped onto the end of my bed.
"You are trending."
"Trending where."
"Everywhere."
Clara started scrolling through more articles.
"Oh look there's another one."
She read it out loud.
"Who Is The Woman Always Seen With Noah Blackwood?"
I covered my face with my hands.
"This is not happening."
Sophie was trying very hard not to laugh.
"You are the mystery woman of London."
"I DON'T WANT TO BE A MYSTERY WOMAN."
Clara suddenly gasped.
"Oh my god."
"What now."
"There are thousands of comments."
"Please stop reading them."
Too late.
She was already reading.
"Someone said you and Dominic look cute together."
My face turned hot.
"We do not look cute together!"
Sophie raised an eyebrow.
"Are you sure about that."
"YES."
Right then my door opened again.
Noah walked in.
Still wearing his dinosaur pajamas.
His hair was messy from sleep.
He stopped when he saw all of us.
"Why yelling?"
Clara immediately picked him up.
"Noah," she said very seriously, "you are famous now."
He blinked.
"Okay."
Sophie showed him the phone.
"Look."
Noah leaned closer and looked at the picture on the screen.
Then he smiled.
"That's Amelia."
"Yes," I said weakly.
"That is unfortunately Amelia."
He looked very proud.
Meanwhile I was still processing the fact that the internet believed I had secretly married the most intimidating man in this house.
I dropped back onto my pillow.
"This is a disaster."
Clara was still scrolling.
"Oh wait this one is worse."
I didn't even want to ask.
She read the headline out loud.
"Is Dominic Blackwood Hiding His Wife From The Public?"
I sat up again.
"WIFE?!"
Sophie burst out laughing.
"This is incredible."
"This is horrible!"
Noah looked at me again.
Then at the phone.
Then back at me.
"You famous."
I groaned and grabbed my pillow.
"I don't want to be famous."
My phone suddenly started buzzing on the bedside table.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Notifications.
Messages.
More article alerts.
Clara grinned.
"Oh this is definitely going to get worse."
I buried my face in my pillow.
Somewhere out there the entire internet was apparently talking about me.
And I had absolutely no idea how that even happened.