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CHAPTER 17
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2026-04-08 23:22:12
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VESPERA CHAPTER 17
The envelope sat on the kitchen counter while Vespera made coffee. She wasn't ignoring it. That would be dangerous. She was thinking around it. She passed by it a few times, throwing it occasional glances as if it was some sort of spy object. The press conference aftermath was still moving across her phone in real time. Anne had sent eleven messages even Jerry sent four, threatening to send more if she wouldn't reply. The entertainment blogs were rewriting themselves by the hour. The morning's narrative was already successfully shifting toward something more favourable for her. She poured the coffee, sat down and opened the envelope again only to reread the message. 'I know who you are. Meet me alone or everyone finds out.' She set it flat on the counter and looked at it properly now. Who would dare to send such a message to her? She hadn't formed a close friendship with anyone yet. Who was watching her discretely? "I haven't even started yet somehow, someone is already s
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"What do you mean by that? Do you mind explaining please? Are you confirming..." "I am not confirming anything. If you have already decided that the lies are what constitute the truth to you, why should I bother proving otherwise? Because no matter what happens, you have taken the lies as the truth so you might as well be right." She explained and the whole room got even quieter. "Anyways, let me do you the favour of answering your interesting questions." She said, her voice carrying easily without strain. "Particularly given that the photographs circulating this morning are ones I recognize. I remember the dinner." She paused. "I remember the parking lot. I remember the script reading. I take a lot of meetings so my memory isn't perfect but I am fairly confident those were also attended by the show's producers, the casting director and in one case, the entire second unit crew." She let that "Photographs are very good at telling the truth and very bad at telling the
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A notification came at exactly 8:47 AM. Vespera was in the middle of having her hair pinned when Anne thrust the phone into her line of sight. The screen was bright showcasing the bond headline and a photograph beneath it that looked damning even before the caption could be read. "NIGHTINGALE'S REAL AUDITION: Inside Sources Reveal How City F's Newest Star Actually Landed Her Role."She took the phone, read it once and set it face-down without saying a word. The stylist's hands paused in her hair. "Keep going." She instructed. ...The story had moved exceptionally fast. By the time Anne pulled up the full article, it had already been picked by three entertainment blogs and was trending under the show's official hashtag. The photographs were the real weapon. It showed candid shots of Vespera amd Jerry at dinner, at a script reading, laughing in a parking lot after a late night at the studio. These were ordinary moments but captions like: 'Cozy dinners before the casting a
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The Vine Entertainment dinner was held in a private dining room on the forty-second floor of a building that was mostly glass and entirely about the view. The kind of space that said money without having to mention it. Vespera arrived at precisely the right time, not early enough to seem eager, not late enough to make an entrance. She was shown to her seat and when she looked across the table, she found Ezekiel already there. He was always already there. She was beginning to suspect he arrived early to everything and then performed having been there for a while. He was an investor after all. He was also watching her with the expression she had catalogued over the past weeks. It was the expression of a man looking at something he didn't have a category for and found that deeply inconvenient. Maybe he wasn't expecting her to be here. She gave him a warm, easy smile. The kind that said: I am simply a woman at a dinner. I am delighted to be here. I have no history with you and no
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The next morning came fast and quiet just as the way Vespera hoped it would. She was already awake, sitting cross-legged at the center of the bed with a journal open in her lap. Her back was straight and her coffee was going cold on the nightstand beside her. She had been in this position for the better part of like...an hour. The journal was old enough that the spine had softened. She turned each page carefully so it wouldn't tear. She needed all the pieces of information that she could get without any mistakes. This was the third journal that she was going through. Lorna wrote about ordinary things first in the earlier journals, it was almost as if she was trying hard to be consistent with this whole idea of keeping a journal. Vespera figured out that Lorna was probably not the I-love-journaling type but had to start because that was the only way she could remain sane after all her ordeal. Then she turned a page and found Ezekiel's name. She read the paragraph over and over agai
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He set her down into the passenger seat as carefully as he could, almost as if he didn't, she might break which was strange. Ezekiel Sterling never did something like that. He never thought in those steel, he was already surrounded by contracts and his distance was always calculated. Vespera blinked. This man was still hanging on to her. He didn't leave yet. He didn't pull back. That was the problem. He was still crouched at the open door, one hand braced on the roof of the car while the other one was just settled against her seat. His face was just a few inches from hers, close enough that he could see the fine trembling of the lower lip, the dried path of a tear that she didn't bother to wipe. Her arm was also still around her neck. It seemed like she was still the one hanging on and when she realized that, she quickly removed her arms and shifted uncomfortably on the chair. "I suggest that you remain careful when you go outside. It seems not everyone is a fan of you." He
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The empty field on the outskirts of the city was cloaked in darkness, with only the glow from the car lights breaking the darkness. The silence here felt like a deep contrast to the chaotic screams of the mob they had just fled from.Vespera perched on the edge of the open trunk, her face pale in
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