“But I thought the reporters at the wedding took a bunch of photos and the wedding was broadcasted live on some channels…” I replied while thinking that the whole thing was such a troublesome mess.
“That was for the wedding ceremony and the reception on the big day itself. After that, there was nothing. You’ve been married for weeks now and there’s not a single post about your married life. There isn’t a photo of you two together. It’s not surprising that strange rumors and conspiracy theories are going around that the whole thing was staged to help with the upcoming election!” he yelled so loudly into the phone that I had to hold my phone away from my ear to keep my eardrums intact.
“Oh, right…that…” I mumbled without caring much about my father’s political career or how much the Vulkans stood to profit from it.
“You better do something about this soon before we need to make a public announcement to address the rumors,” he said.