I woke to the sound of my phone vibrating against the nightstand like an angry wasp. The screen showed 247 missed calls, 892 text messages, and notifications that made my stomach drop.
Outside my dorm window, news vans crowded the street like soldiers ready for battle.
"Maya." Zoe's voice was gentle but urgent. "You need to see this."Zoe who has been busy with school and work .
She handed me her laptop, and I saw my face staring back from every major news site. The headlines were says”
“STONE HEIR CALLS BABY MAMA A LIAR”
"SHE NEEDS PROFESSIONAL HELP" -“BILLIONAIRE'S BRUTAL TAKEDOWN”
“WESTFIELD STUDENT'S PREGNANCY SCANDAL EXPLODES”
"It gets worse," Zoe said quietly, scrolling down. "Someone leaked your work schedule, your class roster, even your scholarship details. They know everyth
