Chapter 11 - Tatum Reid

Tatum POV

“Why is your phone off, mommy?” She asks, and I take a deep breath, remembering the conversation with Thatcher the night before.

“Oh, it must be out of battery, I’ll go put it charging,” I say, and she nods as she turns the tv on to watch cartoons. I walk into my room and sit on the edge of the bed, and I can still smell Fred on my bed. I put the phone down and remove all the sheets from my bed, throwing them on the floor as I breathe heavily.

My phone chimes, and I look at it. I grab it and I can feel all my blood leave my body as the headlines spread Fred’s name, followed by mine.

“Tatum Reid, new Public relations in a secret relationship with Fred Ashford,”

“Fred Ashford caught leaving the Plaza Hotel with the team’s PR after enjoying Jude Ashford’s wedding” I read them all and I pinch the bridge of my nose as I know they will start digging up dirt on me if I don’t come up with something fast.

I log into the team’s social accounts and I start typing a formal statement fro