Apocalypse Rebirth: Under The Mad Dog's Protection
A digital monument to my pre-apocalypse life, complete with a bright pink banner, aesthetic lifestyle vlogs, and a massive follower count.
Right at the top of the feed was the viral, chaotic livestream video where I had publicly exposed and humiliated my cheating ex-boyfriend and my backstabbing best friend.
"Your page has so much pink," Lucien mused, his thumb casually scrolling through the grid of pastel-colored photos.
"You... how did you find that page?" I gasped, reaching out to snatch the phone, but he easily swiped it out of my reach, holding it high with a wicked grin.