HARLEY: Bad Kisser

MR. SYLUS JONES MARRIED A MYSTERIOUS WOMAN. NET WONDERS, WHO IS SHE? WHOSE DAUGHTER IS SHE? WHAT IS HER BACKGROUND?  

Sylus and I were all over the tabloids. The more I stared at the headline, the more I felt a bitter taste on my tongue.  

Whose daughter was I?  

My father was Amadeo Legan, but of course, no one was allowed to know. I was a secret and will always be. I wasn't worthy or good enough to call myself a Legan. I had to keep my mouth shut and stay in the dark as if I didn't exist. 

I swallowed the lump in my throat and rubbed my chest to soothe the ache. 

"Are you okay?" Sylus's voice came from behind me, and I turned to stare at him. This was all because of him. I was fine when no one knew I existed and didn't have to question who I was. But now… I suddenly was tasting what it truly felt like to not exist to anyone all over again... And it really wasn't a good feeling.  

It made me want to hate him more.