My phone vibrates itself off the nightstand at 6:23 AM.
Seventeen missed calls. Forty-three texts. Sofia's name appearing with increasing urgency: ‘Call me. Now. ELENA. CALL ME RIGHT NOW.’
I open TMZ first. My chest goes tight.
There I am—head resting on Adrian's shoulder in the memorial garden.
The cathedral glowing behind us like a wedding venue. The angle makes it look planned. Intimate. Damning.
Headline: ‘Kane CEO's Secret Romance Hours Before Career-Defining Vote.’
Business Insider calls it a conflict of interest. Page Six dubs us ‘Manhattan's most expensive love story.’ Forbes questions whether emotional decisions belong in boardrooms.
I scroll through twelve more articles. Each one spinning different narratives. Manipulation. Distraction. Corporate romance gone wrong.
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