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Maya's POV

I woke up to my phone vibrating so violently it fell off my nightstand. For a moment, I just lay there in the pre-dawn darkness, listening to the constant buzz of notifications. Part of me wanted to ignore it, to pull the covers over my head and pretend the outside world didn't exist.

But I'd stopped running. I'd stopped hiding. I picked up my phone and opened social media.

The first thing I saw was Isabella's article, shared thousands of times. The comments section had exploded overnight, hundreds of people arguing, supporting, condemning.

"I always knew there was more to this story. Maya Cross deserves justice."

"About time someone exposed Victoria Sterling for the bully she is."

"This is what happens when rich families think they can buy anything, including people's reputations."

"I was one of the students Victoria paid to spread rumors about Maya. I feel sick about it now. I'm so sorry."

That last comment made tears spring to my eyes. Someone who'd actively participated
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    Isabella's POV "I'm treating you like someone whose truth deserves to be told correctly." I met her eyes. "Maya, whether you like it or not, this is going to come out. That video has almost a thousand views. It's spreading. And when it does, there will be a hundred different versions of your story, most of them wrong, all of them sensationalized. Wouldn't you rather control your own narrative?" "She has a point," Quinn said quietly. "The video is already out there. We can't put that genie back in the bottle." Maya looked at Lucien. "What do you think?" "I think Isabella is right that this will come out eventually," Lucien said carefully. "And I think having a journalist who knows the real story and is willing to wait for the right time to tell it could be valuable. Better than having only hostile sources reporting on you." Maya was quiet for a long moment, her expression troubled. Finally, she looked back at me. "Here's my deal," she said. "You can investigate the Council. You

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