Lydia“To post or not to post?” I asked, “You have three seconds, and it starts now.” She fiddled with her finger at the same time, glaring at me. I don't care, her glare means nothing.“One.” I began, she said nothing, “two.” Well, I guess I'll be posting it, “thre-” I began, but she interrupted, “stop.” She roared.“Fine, don't post it.” Mason and I exchanged a glance. She knew the result posting it would bring. “What do you want from me?” She asked. “What should I do?” I smile, crossing one leg over the other casually, “Now you're talking.” I said. She squirmed under my gaze. This was a hard decision for her to make, but that had nothing to do with me because I didn't care.“What I want is simple. It's not something you can't do.”“Just get it over with.” She snapped. “Correct your wrong, tell the truth,” Mason said, slamming his laptop shut. Victoria's eyes widened, she could already tell what this meant, “hold a press conference and tell the truth. Everything, leave one part ou
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