STELLA
I settled into the couch, curling my legs beneath me and letting out a long exhale. The past few days had been a whole lot of drama, but for the first time in what felt like forever, I finally had a moment to myself. Reaching for my phone, I decided to check my notifications. It had been days since I’d scrolled through social media or even opened my emails.
The moment my phone lit up, my jaw dropped.
Hundreds—no, thousands—of notifications. My i********: followers had skyrocketed overnight. I scrolled through the numbers, refreshing the app just to make sure it wasn’t a glitch. But no, the followers were real, and they were pouring in faster than I could process.
I let out a shocked squeal, clapping a hand over my mouth as my heart raced.
This couldn’t be real.
I tapped on my
