Sara***
"Sara! Is it true? Are you really engaged to Max?" one reporter shouted.
"Did he force you into this?" another demanded.
"What happened to your relationship with Sam? Did you break everything? Was it all just a lie to us?" The third reporter chimed in, trying to get to the bottom of the situation.
The barrage of questions came at me like a storm, but I didn’t flinch. I didn’t let their words control me. I stood tall, my face a mask of composure, even as my heart felt like it was shattering. This was the moment I had to own—this was my decision, not Max’s, not Sam’s, not the world’s. Mine.
The cameras clicked furiously as I turned my attention to the sea of microphones thrust toward me. "Yes," I said, my voice steady, louder than the chaos around me. "Chill, guys, let's take a
