Natalie had closed all comments on the blog and her videos. She hoped that since people loved to binge shows, they would devour the ten episodes Brad released and the fervor would die. Of course, she had no such luck. All over the Internet, people were discussing the show. Brad got everything he’d hoped for: a show people were drawn to and couldn’t stop talking about as they waited for the next installment of episodes.
The only thing that had kept her from crying nonstop was the message from Mac. He sounded as crappy as she felt, but his words made her feel better. She still wasn’t ready to call him, let alone think about making up with him, but his voice brought her comfort.
She paced in her small motel room snacking on a bag of pretzels from the vending machine. She couldn’t remember t
