"Because they tried to kill me."
Gasps rippled through the studio, an audible wave of disbelief from the crew. All eyes turned to Anna, stunned by her revelation.
She blinked back the tears in her eyes but when she remembered what Aidan told her that morning, she let the tears our.
"Gain the public sympathy. Cry it out if you can." Aidan had told her.
She whimpered softly and Mike who was visibly moved by her tears, extended a handkerchief towards her. "I'm so sorry. Can you tell us how?"
Anna couldn't answer yet. Her shoulders trembled, her sobs soft but insistent. The camera cut back to Mike's composed face.
"I know the public is eager to hear Annalyn Lorenzo's side of the story," he said smoothly, "but let's give her five minutes to compose herself. We'll be right back after a short break."
"Cut!" the director called, and the cameras dropped.
Anna's cries became louder and she facepalmed herself. Then she felt someone's hand on her. It was warm and familiar.
