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Unfortunately, my phone had other plans. 🔔 New TikTok notifications. 🔔 Jason Cole tagged you in a post. My stomach dropped. I opened the app with trembling fingers, praying it was a glitch. Nope. Not a glitch. Front and center on my feed: a video of Jason, shirt slightly damp from practice, hair pushed back, grinning like the devil himself. The caption read: “Day 1 with the girlfriend. Wish us luck 😉 #powercouple #fakebutnotreally” My jaw hit the floor.

I beg for forgiveness. She groans "I will only forgive you if you come and had fun with me and two handsome beasts." "Fuck no, Zoe I am not having sex with a total stranger," I bark out holding my phone to my ear all I could hear is she laughing. "Hahaha, You crack me up so good, but still come to my please I miss you so much," she said using her sad voice. I sigh "I'm coming." I said before hanging up. SKIPPING TO WHEN SHE GETS BY ZOE'S HOUSE.

Benny gave me a hard time from the moment we met. Ghost nodded, his fingers sliding over his phone. After a few moments, he turned his screen to me, and my forehead creased. It was an old picture of a girl grinning at the camera, missing two front teeth. Those green eyes, round-shaped face, and dark hair belonged to Benny. I squinted my eyes, louring at Ghost’s phone. She was swimming with a few other kids in the shallow parts of a fucking ocean. My eyes locked with Ghost. “I think there’s something wrong with my head. I should see a therapist, yes?” he asked, already on his feet. He didn’t have to ask me twice.

A little note: “I plan on taking my so-c-ial me-d-ia account seriously. Search for me on f-ac-e book or i-n-sta-gram using my name, Tina Nwuba, for any future updates (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)”.

After drying her hands, she checked the chat group and found that it was from Bella. 'Grace! I might be a lunatic. But the guy in this post looks exactly like Adro!' -Bella "Hmm?" Grace opened the link to the social media post from Sky Talent Agency that Bella shared. 'New Faces of the ST Agency Family! Stay tuned for their debut, coming soon!'

Maybe her personality is ugly but definitely not her face. She frowned "Oh, no" She moved the pads of her fingers over her smooth cheek. "What are you doing?" I asked, confused. "Making out with an evil ghost" She replied sassily. Crazy girl. "My condolences to the ghost, I'm sure he does not know you're an evil witch yourself" I retorted. She scoffed "You know I was only checking my face on my phone" I gave her a quick pointed look and met her beautiful eyes. "Is that necessary?"

“Human trafficker! Call the FBI!” “Actual demon. Burn in hell, Luna!” “Look at her face in the stream right now! She’s a ghost!” In the penthouse, Luna’s jaw dropped, her artful expression collapsing into a mask of pure, unadulterated terror. Her face drained of all color, turning a sickly, mottled gray under the expensive ring light. She looked at her secondary monitor and saw her own betrayal being broadcast to 50 million people. She tried to speak, to scream that it was a deepfake, but the platform’s "Account Banned" notification slammed across her screen in bold, blood-red letters.

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AIDEN "Have you found anything?" I ask the Ghost, holding a tumbler of whiskey in one hand as I gaze out at the star-studded sky from the balcony. "Nothing suspicious yet," the Ghost replies, his deep voice resonating through my earpiece. The richness of his tone seems almost artificial, which isn't surprising given the person's efforts to conceal their identity. As someone known only by their alias, their true nature remains a mystery. For all I know, a woman could be orchestrating operations from behind the scenes, utilizing advanced voice alteration technology to disguise her voice. I shrug, indifferent to the Ghost's gender, as long as they deliver results.