Page 143 of Love Unscripted
Aaron didn’t move immediately.
He exhaled slowly, leaning forward this time, elbows resting on his knees. The remote hung loose in his hand.
They were selling the story. Of course they were. But they weren’t just selling the story.
They were sellingthem.
His gaze shifted back to the screen, though it had already gone dark.
For a moment, he saw it the way an audience would.
Not the marks. Not the direction. Not the breaks between takes.
Just two people who looked like they belonged to each other.
Aaron let out a quiet breath that almost passed for a laugh.
“Yeah,” he murmured to the empty room. “That’s going to be a problem.”
He sat back again, this time slower, eyes still on the blank screen.
At the moment, his phone buzzed on the desk.
Unknown number.
He almost ignored it.
But something—some strange instinct—made him pick it up.
The message contained only a link.
No greeting.
No explanation.
Just a link.
Aaron frowned.
“Spam,” he muttered under his breath.
Still, curiosity got the better of him.
He tapped it.
The screen opened to a short article on a gossip site he didn’t recognize. The headline immediately made his stomach tighten.
EstherStar Camille Carlucci’s Hidden Past?
His jaw clenched. He hated these sites. They thrived on speculation and half-truths. He almost closed it. Then a line caught his eye.
Sources close to the actress claim that just before she left Shadow Peak, Carlucci terminated a pregnancy after pressure from her married boyfriend.
Aaron froze.
The words seemed to blur on the screen.
He read the sentence again. And again.
