Zoey’s POV
I stayed in bed long after the call with Christuan ended, the apartment felt quiet in the worst way, like everything around me was waiting for the next bad thing to happen.
My phone rested beside me on the mattress, vibrating every few seconds. I stopped checking the notifications almost an hour ago. Every article felt like a person pointing at me
-Liar, Cheat, Gold digger. The internet had already decided who I was.
I stared at the ceiling for a long moment before turning onto my side, my body felt heavy from exhaustion, my head hurt from crying earlier, and my eyes still burned.
I just wanted an hour where nobody talked about me, one hour where my life didn’t belong to strangers online.
My phone buzzed, I ignored it then it buzzed longer this time. With a frustrated
