Maya’s POVThe camera flashes still burned behind my eyes as I ran from the lobby of Mr. Havisham’s building, my legs moved fast through the night streets while my heart raced with panic, I pulled my coat tight around me but it did not hide the shame that now followed me everywhere. Annabelle’s smile and the reporters’ questions kept repeating in my head, by morning the damage was complete.I woke up to hundreds of notifications on my phone, the tabloids had my name everywhere, “Billionaire’s Secret Office Mistress Exposed,” one headline read, another said “Best Friend’s Father and Young Assistant Caught in Steamy Affair,” photos from the office, from the masked party, and from last night at the penthouse filled every site, my face looked clear in all of them. I sat on my bed with tears falling as I scrolled through the stories, people called me names, they said I was a gold digger, a whore who slept her way to money.“Chloe, I am so sorry,” I whispered to the empty room, I tried call
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