The world went insane by morning, that kiss wasn't just news… it was a religion. Clips replayed across every channel, every feed, every platform. The Kiss That Stopped New York. The Power Couple Who Burned the Ball. Even finance sites were calling it "a masterstroke of emotional branding." Stocks shot up four points overnight. Investors called it love. PR called it strategy. And I called it what it was… possession disguised as passion.
I couldn't open my phone without seeing my own damn face. Slow-motion replays. Commentaries. Fan edits. A million strangers arguing over whether I looked "in love" or "bought." Some wanted to be me. Others wanted me dead. I'd become a product overnight, and Teddy Fox was the luxury brand selling me.
Bianca was practically levitating when I got home t
