Chapter 43

As a week passed, I finally walked into The Night Show studio. After reviewing the questions, I decided to briefly address my past relationship but made it clear that I didn’t want Rowan’s name mentioned.

"Samantha, you’ll be on in five minutes," said Chloe, my new manager.

I nodded, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. It had been a while since I’d been in front of a camera, and though I felt a bit anxious, I was determined to stay composed.

As the countdown ticked away, Chloe gave me a reassuring smile. "You’re going to do great."

I offered a small smile in return, appreciating the support.

The lights brightened, and the studio’s energy shifted as I was ushered onto the stage. Cameras flashed, and the host, Abbie, greeted me warmly, making me feel a little more at ease.

"Welcome, Samantha! It’s such a pleasure to have you here," Abbie said, flashing me a bright smile. "How have you been? It’s been quite some time since we’ve seen you in the spotlight."

I smiled, adjusting my seat slightly as I faced the host. "Thank you for having me, Abbie," I said, "It feels a bit strange, being back here, but it’s also exciting. I’ve been doing well—just taking some time for myself."

Abbie nodded, clearly understanding. "We all need that sometimes. So, let’s dive in. You’ve been out of the public eye for a while now, and the world has had a lot to say about your personal life. I know you’ve gone through a lot. How do you feel about all of that?"

Her voice sounded sincere and warm, unlike the reporters who only wanted to dig into my personal life to make money for themselves.

I had known Abbie for a long time, but after I got married, we lost touch because Rowan always controlled my phone.

"It hasn’t been easy," I admitted. "But I’ve learned a lot about myself in the process. Sometimes, it’s hard not to blame myself for not getting out sooner, but I’ve come to realize that it’s all part of my journey. You can’t change the past, but you can control how you move forward."

Abbie nodded thoughtfully. "That’s such a powerful perspective, Samantha. It takes a lot of strength to recognize that and even more to speak about it publicly."

I gave a small, appreciative smile. "It’s not easy, but I feel ready to start fresh, to focus on what’s next."

Abbie gave me an understanding look. "That’s such a healthy approach, Samantha. It’s not always easy, but it’s important. Now, let’s talk about something more fun. I’ve heard you’ve been working on some new projects lately. Care to share what you’ve been up to?"

My eyes brightened at the shift in topic. "Yes, actually! I’ve been starring in a movie."

"As you may have seen on the internet, the movie title is Shattered Bond. That ..."

The interview continued, and I gradually became more comfortable with Abbie.

The host was incredibly kind—she never asked inappropriate questions and made sure I felt safe throughout our conversation.

"Samantha, this is just out of curiosity, but is there someone who has helped you cope with everything going on around you?" Abbie asked.

I gave her a small smile. I knew exactly what Abbie was referring to—she was definitely talking about Zephyr defending me at the press conference.

The reporters at the event couldn’t stop romanticizing the moment, painting Zephyr as a chivalrous protector shielding me from all the harsh questions.

Instead of trying to deny it, I decided to go along with it while keeping my answer subtle.

"Yes," I admitted with a soft chuckle. "There is someone."

Abbie leaned in with interest. "Oh? Would you like to share who it is?"

I chuckled, shaking my head. "Not yet. But let’s just say ... he’s been a great support system for me."

"He is the one who helped to get away from my ex-husband, and give me protection so I won’t be afraid to go outside again," I continued. "For a long time, I felt like I was trapped in my own world, afraid of what people would say, afraid of being judged. But he made me realize that I deserve to live without fear."

Abbie nodded with a warm smile. "That’s beautiful, Samantha. Everyone deserves someone who makes them feel safe and valued."

I laughed softly. "Yes. And I’m really grateful for him."

The audience clapped, clearly moved by my words.

Abbie then shifted the topic. "Now, before we wrap up, is there anything you’d like to say to those who might be going through a similar situation as you did?"

I took a deep breath. "To anyone out there who feels trapped or powerless ... please know that you’re not alone. There are people who want to help you, who care about you. And no matter how impossible it seems, you can find your way out. You deserve happiness, and you deserve to be loved."

The room fell into a thoughtful silence before another wave of applause filled the studio. Abbie reached over and gave my hand a comforting squeeze.

"Thank you for sharing your story, Samantha. You are an inspiration."