UNKNOWN NUMBER: Who is Grey Millen?
A hyperlink follows the message, boasting a newspaper page.
Frowning with confusion, I tap on the link, watching the blue line trawl across my screen as the page loads and then I begin to read.
Love is in the air!
Here at TALK! we can exclusively reveal that supposed Olympic swimmer, Grey Millen, has proposed to his long-term girlfriend, Delilah Clark.
We just know these two are going to make beautiful babies one day!
At the age of just twenty-one, Grey Millen, a top champion in his swimming stroke, the butterfly, was already a household name. He was due to compete in the summer Olympics, held in Rio that year, only for a freak accident on a ski lift in France, in which he fell and slipped on a patch of black ice, sent his career diving into the deep end.
After months of being faced with accusations of drinking and taking drugs, Millen was eventually found to be in the clear and sober to boot.
But his chance at winning gold for Team GB couldn’t be salvaged.
He later announced his early retirement from the sport and was last spotted working as a lifeguard and swim coach as pictured below (see photo one).
Rumours started speculating that Millen and Clark when they we’re papped sharing an intimate lip lock outside of a bar.
Not exactly staying in theme with the low-profile Millen seems to be intent on keeping.
Now, two years later, we at TALK! can reveal their engagement. Get a look at the rock on Clark’s finger! (see photo two and three). Not too shabby, if we do say so ourselves.
Talking to an inside source, they admitted how smitten Millen is and they even managed to send us a rare, sneakyphotograph taken inside the bar, Luca’s (see photos five, six, and seven). Here we see Millen and Clark celebrating their engagement happiness with their nearest and dearest, including two of Grey’s brothers, both of whom keep an incredibly low profile.
See left to right: Unknown brunette, Hudson Millen, unknown female, Grey, Delilah and Blake Millen.
We asked for a comment from Millen’s PR team but didn’t receive any reply.
Written by Kayleigh McDonald.
Irelease a shaky breath, studying the photographs until the colours begin to blur together.
Why didn’t Blake tell me?
I bat that thought away as soon as it arrives. I can’t fault Blake for not telling me something so personal because we’re not together.
Not officially, anyway.
Before I can lose my gall, I click out of the link, bringing up the UNKNOWN NUMBER contact and jabbing my thumb into the call button.
The dial tone cuts through me, a ball of apprehension jolting in my throat with each second that passes.
“I’m sorry, but the number you have dialled is unavailable at the moment. Please leave a message after the tone.”
Huffing, I disconnect the call. Of fucking course whoever is cowardly enough to send me anonymous text messages would also be cowardly enough to not answer the phone.
Apparently, they can dish it out, but they can’t take it. No surprises there.
Instead, I pull up Carmen’s number, pulling at a loose stitch on my skirt whilst I wait for her to pick up.
“What’s up, bitch?” she answers jovially. Why wouldn’t she be? She isn’t stuck in this shit hole.
Blowing out an unsteady breath I start right from the beginning, explaining the trail of the anonymous messages that leads us to today.
“Do you think they’re dangerous?” she asks, concern lacing her tone. “Like, threatening?”
