Seraphina sighed, rubbing her temples."It's just more of the same. People picking sides, making judgments without knowing the full story. I feel like I'm drowning in it."
Rachel reached across the table, squeezing Seraphina's hand reassuringly."We're going to get through this. We just need to stay focused and keep digging. There has to be something in Christy's past that we can use to fight back."
Seraphina nodded, her resolve hardening."You're right. We can't let her win. We need to find something, anything, that can expose her for the manipulative liar she is."
Just then, the front door opened, and Damien walked in, his face drawn and tired. He had been up all night dealing with the fallout from Christy's media blitz."Morning," he greeted them, his voice heavy with fatigue.
