Celeste's phone buzzed
Emily didn't wait for hello. “Wake up."
“I'm awake," Celeste said, rolling to sit. “What happened?"
“Internet happened," Emily said. “Your name's trending with a hatchet."
“Send me links."
“Already did," Emily said. “Headlines: 'Heiress Dumps Fiancé for Billionaire Heir,' 'Serial Flirt Celeste Hale Exposed,' 'Gold Digger Stunts at Engagement.' Subheads are worse. Some accounts are posting 'sources' who say you cheated for months."
“Accounts?"
“Newborns with five followers. A few mid-sized gossip pages amplifying," Emily said. “Oh, and a thread pretending to be an insider from your high school cheer squad. Did you even have cheerleaders?"
“No," Celeste said. “We had a chess club that yelled."
“Figures. Listen, some of this has timestamps from last night. Som
