Scarlett continued scrolling through her phone. The comment section had descended into chaos.
A: [Those shots of Lucien with the dark expression? He was clearly jealous seeing Elowen and Cassian standing too close. Nothing hits harder than a powerful man brought to his knees by love.]
Scarlett's stomach clenched as if someone had twisted it. Acid surged up her throat. She slammed the screen off and slapped the phone face-down on the table.
That evening, Verity returned from her business trip. She stabbed at her steak while cursing, her hair a mess, frantically arguing with strangers online from a burner account. Her face contorted with rage, and her fork screeched against the plate.
Just as Scarlett set down her cutlery to settle the bill, Verity shrieked and shot up from her chair. "O
