"It's done." The raspy voice came through, filled with endless satisfaction and a tinge of confusion.
I opened Twitter, nearly overwhelmed by the flood of posts. The trending topics were all over the homepage: "Jack's disciplinary violations!" "How can such a scumbag continue in such a sacred profession? Let's dig into the scumbag's years!" "b***h's lack of knowledge caused a catastrophic fire—what's really behind this?" "Jack's violations—should he be kicked out of the team?"
Looking at the trending searches, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, then sighed at the person across from me. "Yeah, it's done."
My hand rested on my stomach, instinctively stroking it, as my thoughts drifted back to that day in the hospital.
"Amelia." I froze, looking at the silhouette approaching. The wom
