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𝒯HE media never stopped talking. For the rest of the week, every news channel was talking of the identity reveals. Although Lucy wasn't as much in the spotlight as Peter was, the days felt excruciatingly long.
As her cheek gradually slipped off the fist she was resting it against, Lucy switched to another channel. She had looped through her television's channels for the fourth time, finding everything broadcasting insipid.
Turning the television off, she sighed and tossed the remote beside her. It bounced away before stopping on the other cushion. Lucy stood, simultaneously pulled out her phone and sending Peter a text.
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Turning her phone off, she swung the phone around in her finger tips, moseying towards her room. Her mother was currently at work, volunteering at the science exhibit. She should be home soon.
Lucy felt horrible for the way the public treated her. People would brazenly walk up to her, telling her that Allison should be ashamed of herself for having a daughter like Lucy. Or, sharing their own way they would handle this situation.
