Ryder
I called Callum before I'd even gotten out of bed, already running through damage control in my head. A statement. A quiet clarification. Something to shut this down before it spread any further.
"Don't touch it," Callum said.
"What do you mean, don't touch it? The entire internet thinks Keira is dating my whole team."
"Ryder." He sounded like a man trying not to laugh. "Ticket sales are up thirty percent since six this morning. Thirty percent. The merch store sold out of jerseys in every player's number in under two hours. Apex called me twenty minutes ago, and you know what they said? They said forget the campaign we were arguing about last week. They want a new one. Bigger. Built around this."
"Built around what, exactly? A rumor that isn't even true?"
"Built around whatever
