CHAOS
Katie stood barefoot in the middle of the living room, her trembling fingers scrolling through the chaos on her phone screen. Headlines screamed her name. Photos. Speculations. Lies. Yannis's face was everywhere—defamed, disgraced, devoured. Her stomach turned. "Yannis," she whispered, her voice cracking, "This is all my fault..." He looked up from the table where he was flipping through documents—his team trying desperately to assess the damage. His eyes were bloodshot, jaw clenched tight, but even now, when the world was falling apart, he crossed the room and pulled her into his arms. "It's not your fault, Katie," he said, pressing a kiss to her hair. "This was always coming. Alessandro's just accelerating the storm." Tears gathered in her eyes as she pressed her face into his chest
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