Simone
The second I pulled away from Nick's house, I knew I'd have to avoid the office. Those pictures would probably be online in minutes. Everyone would be talking about me and calling me names behind my back. It wasn't worth the stress today.
When we approached my house, I realized I wouldn't be able to stay long. There were dozens of paparazzi camping out in front of my home. I felt sick and violated. Not only had they followed me to Nick's, but now they were invading my sacred place.
I asked the driver to pull around to the block behind my house and gave him an extra tip and a five-star rating. Hopefully, that would be enough to keep him from sharing his story of driving around LA's most notorious real estate agent.
I walked carefully through my neighbor's backyard, trying to kee
