The tripod was set up directly in front of the sofa. Holiday had offered to come to Maya's house instead.She stood behind it, double-checking the lighting while her fingers flew across her tablet screen."We go live in ten seconds," Holiday said, her tone professional, clipped, and devoid of emotion. "Hunter, remember the talking points. Maya, just stay composed."Maya sat on the plush leather couch, her hands tucked between her knees to stop them from shaking. Hunter sat right beside her, so close his shoulder pressed against hers."Ready?" Holiday asked, tapping the screen. "We're live."Within five seconds, the view count exploded into thousands, then tens of thousands. Comments scrolled past the screen in a dizzying blur of white text.Hunter cleared his throat, looking directly into the camera lens. "I'm going to keep this brief," he began, his deep voice carrying a quiet, undeniable authority. "Over the last twenty-four hours, there’s been a lot of speculation about Maya, her
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