The next morning, when I walked into the office,
I noticed my colleagues looking at me strangely.
I had no idea what was going on at first.
Then Mr. Sterling called me into his office and showed me the latest trending topic on Twitter.
My previous tweet had already died down.
But Daisy had posted a new photo, and it was trending again.
It was a picture of when I'd stumbled last night, and Mr. Sterling had caught me.
The angle made it look as if I was wrapped in Mr. Sterling's arms, the two of us in a very intimate pose.
And the flush on my cheeks from drinking? Daisy spun it as a physical reaction of passion.
She claimed I'd been having an affair with my boss all along and had framed her and Austin just so I could play the victim in the breakup.
The hate comments flooded in faste
