Harper placed her hands in her pockets as she stared at the poster of the young beautiful woman advertising for the Blaak Merch at the bus stop. The poster had been changed because she had not noticed it before that day.
That was once her.
She was the face of the empire and her face was all over the place, advertising for the different merch and services that the company provided. Now, a different, unfamiliar face looked back at her.
A feeling of nostalgia coursed through her veins. Once upon a time, she used to think her face being on social media was the reason why she lived. She could recall how many times she refreshed her social media pages just so she could see how many new followers she got, how many new comments were posted, and how many likes she received. That was the easy l
