[Nicole]
I shot out of bed, panic-stricken and furious, my breath hitched in my throat and my chest heaved heavily as the images on the TV came into focus. It felt as though I was having a nightmare, the kind that you wish would end as soon as possible, only this time it was not a nightmare, it was really happening.
The photos were unmistakably of Leonard and me, from earlier that evening, captured at the entrance of R&C Grandeur in what was supposed to be a private moment.
Leonard held me firmly against himself, in a protective manner. Although his photo was deliberately blurred so that I was the center of focus, it is was easy to tell that it was him.
