Back at the hospital, my banned Twitter was flooded with hate again. The press had twisted my words, editing the video to make it sound like: "Adrian and I are private, and I owe you nothing. Victor's seven years were just seven years. My youth at nineteen—that's what matters!"
Even Adrian's attempt to clear things up fell on deaf ears. The pack called for my banishment, demanding the agency blacklist me for my "rotten morals."
I was used to it. In less than two weeks, every endorsement I had dropped me. Some of my fans turned on me. My shows were boycotted and pulled from streaming…
They called it karma.
While I was public enemy number one, Victor called from Shalandra Town, mid-tour. "Autumn, knowing how it all turned out, do you regret it?"
His voice was the same as ever. I could t
