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Dela Fuerte, Claire’s father. His eyes were cold and heavy, drilling into me like he could see right through my soul. I refused to meet them, choosing instead to fix my gaze on the items laid out on the table. Photos. Dozens of them, all thrown across the massive oak desk. Taken from different angles, different places—whoever did this had us followed. There was one from Andrei’s bar months ago. Claire was sitting on my lap, kissing me, my hands all over her body. And then there was the one that made my blood boil—a photo taken from my private island. Claire, straddling me on a lounger, kissing me passionately. Her bare skin in full view, my hands on her ass.

Claire there, exchanging dollars and notes with the manager. Mr. Claire, a part of yellow journalism whose only job is to write articles about my life, filled with my secrets like where I am residing and with whom, what I am eating, whom I am dating, and his favourite topic, with whom I slept. It can easily be speculated that he knows more about my one-night stands than I do, and he might even possess those model cards which I don't have.

With the pop up feature available on the live streaming application, the screen was swarmed with comments showing disbelief: 'Oh, my God! It's really Mr. Clemon! I thought it was just clickbait or someone cosplaying as him! Oh, my God! This is some awesome news! If Mr. Clemon is at the Panda Foundation, who was the man caught sharing the room with Tehilla Damien at the film studio? My mind is in such a mess now! Nathan, what is going on? Can the staff or someone else answer us?'

The thought of Julian groveling was more than enough to send Claire and everyone into fits of amusement. Claire toyed with the idea of pulling out her phone to capture the moment Julian would kneel and beg. She could already imagine the satisfaction of sharing it with her friends, or better yet, uploading it to social media for all to see. Without hesitation, she unlocked her phone, opened her favorite social media app, and went live. She was popular on social media so the viewer count began climbing almost instantly. "Hey guys, thank you for tuning into my live," she cooed, angling the camera to capture the scene. "You won't believe this. Watch as this loser gets what he deserves.”

Before I even had the chance to open my eyes, the glow of my television was already broadcasting the destruction of Sarah’s perfect victim persona. The screen flickered with red "BREAKING NEWS" banners, and the hashtags had pivoted from mocking my mental health to dissecting every syllable of those leaked messages. ### ## The Headlines: Morning Media Frenzy 1. **THE GHOST IN THE DM:** Leaked Chats Suggest Sarah St. Claire Obsessively Pursued Jaxson Montgomery Behind Valerie’s Back. 2. **"I’M DONE BEING THE SHADOW":** Shocking Evidence Reveals Sarah’s Deep-Seated Resentment Over Valerie’s "Adopted" Status.

Claire said with a mischievous grin. Claire rose from the tub, and as the suds slid down from her body, she took water and rinsed the smooth hairless mound she had earlier prepared. Lifting one of her legs on the tub’s edge, Blake knew what she needed immediately. Blake guided himself to her and slowly and gently used his fingers to part her darkening lips as she got excited over the anticipation. Blake used his mouth to give the sensations she craved from him. Licking and probing, his experienced tongue darted and moved over her womanhood, closing in on her pink extruding bud, causing her to become on the edge of her climax. Blake grabbed her ass cheeks and didn’t let her go, with his finge

but her voice was raw, like her throat had been rubbed with sandpaper. Liam knelt beside her, waiting. “Are you sure you want to hear it all?” Clara whispered. “Yes,” he said. “I want to hear it from you. Not from some news post.” She took a shaky breath. “Okay…” And then, she started. “It started with the video,” Clara said. “That… stupid, disgusting leak. They made it look like I was cheating on Julian. Like I was in Adrian’s bed again.” Liam frowned. “They?”

It felt like Clara could sense my panic as she started to speak. “In case you’re curious about the picture I know you’ve seen and are just pretending not to, I’m still going to show it to you.” As she handed me her phone, I couldn’t believe my eyes. There it was—a blog post featuring a bold image and a video of me with a guy I’d never seen before. It wasn’t just any picture; it was a naked shot of both of us. My scream echoed through the room as Clara replayed it over and over. It felt so real—but it couldn’t be.

I laughed as Jasper rolled one round before standing up. “Seriously, you two are already crowned the golden couple in school!” Payton squealed excitedly as she showed us the screen of her phone. “Literally celebrity level!” Everyone crowded around the small screen of her phone. It was a F******k page named Riverdale Golden Couple, and there were already close to a hundred followers. “This is so over!” Clara shrieked as she snatched the phone over and started scrolling through the page. The page was filled with photos, not just on bonfire night. This morning in the hallways. Our individual photos in class. Heavily edited photos of Clara and I with captions all over.

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