In the backseat, she exhaled, relieved to be in some mode of transportation that would get her to the premiere before Damian. He was coming in from the Knicks’ practice facilities outside of the city and though she hadn’t said it to him explicitly, she didn’t want to arrive together. Not after the news broke of their little mistake. Everyone wanted to know if she’d be making it, but she assumed it was because they wanted to ask about the rumor. She knew she had to be there to support Zoe on her big night, but she dreaded the idea of being in public. Gemma wasn’t ready for that yet. The television in the back of the cab played its standard fare – short videos designed for tourists and locals alike, highlighting what was new and trendy. Headlines ran on a ticker below. Again, the usual fare – weather, politics, sports, stocks. But to her dismay, among the almost completely non-celebrity-gossip headlines was the one that she had hoped she wouldn’t see: New York Knick, Damian Evans, Confirmed to Have Married Former Pop Star She bit back her lip. Gemma knew people were talking about it but she’d had no idea how the story was being framed. Former pop star?
