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Flashback ------------------ I was arranging the documents when my phone rang and the picture flashing on the screen made me smile widely. It was my another bestie, Shraddha Kapoor. She is a Twenty two year old a bubbly but mature girl who's Currently handling her dad's business. She was with us in high school. And she has a boyfriend but we haven't met him before neither I remember his name. I picked up,"Hello! Shree!!!" She giggled and said,"Hi!Babe! How are you?"

May said "Just let me concentrate on driving right now so we won't crash okay?" James said and face driving. "Fine, if you don't want us to be friend. I'm not a fans of friend either" May repiled with a scoffed. *Ion like her* James thought. Blaine May,21 years of age. She a short girl with a brown hair,small waist and body, flawless skin and cute baby face,long lashes with big eyeball,full thick brows with black eyeball. She's a popstar and model for skin care,she cherish her skin more than anything or anyone on Earth.

it was like she had woken up a part of herself that had been sleeping for a long time. "We'll see," I said. "Right now, I have a company to keep from falling apart." * * THEA’S POV I was lying on the bed, my phone in my hand, scrolling through my feed without really looking at anything. I was just letting the noise of the world pass me by. Then, a post popped up. It was a selfie of Maya. She was looking perfectly groomed posing with another person in a car. I felt my heart stop. I hit the image, zooming in. This face was very familiar. And then, it came back to me.

Everyone stared at Ava because she had not said anything since, she was just mumbling to herself for like half of the time. “News by Maya.” The girl said. Everyone just accepted their fate because the information was obviously a 99.9 percent correct. News by Maya is the school's blogger and also one of the most famous bloggers in the world. The news from Maya is never wrong. Though no one knows her identity yet. “You know, she and Kayden had a thing one time,” The girl said. Everyone agreed because Kayden is the only superstar that has ever been invited to her party and the Royal Palace in general.

“Maya asked me to pick you up. She has an emergency issue going on at her agency.” That explained why her best friend didn’t show up. As a star in the entertainment industry, Maya always encountered challenges, most of them from the movie producers and directors or her colleagues. “Is she okay?” Kiara asked. Greg shrugged. “Nothing serious. A crazy fan photoshopped her picture. Now everyone believes Maya’s pregnant.” Maya… pregnant!? “Pft!” Kiara covered her lips. “Crazy, right?” Greg laughed, and she couldn’t help but agree, although she found her friend’s situation tragic.

I laugh softly as she walks over and pulls me into a hug that smells faintly like vanilla perfume. Up close, I notice again how much thinner she’s gotten lately. Her cheeks look a little hollow beneath her makeup, and I’m reminded of Tyler moaning about her keto diet. “You girls found anything yet?” Mabel asks. “Lila refuses to commit emotionally,” Maya complains. “I committed to coming here,” I defend. “Barely.” Mabel laughs. “Well, that settles it. We’re making this a girls’ day.” *** An hour later, Maya is standing on a pedestal in a deep emerald dress while Mabel and I stare at her.

“Desperate or smart. He knows what buttons to push.” Leo moved closer, gently tilting her chin up. “Hey. Look at me.” “I am looking,” she said quietly. “No — really look. You know I’d never—” “I know,” she cut in, voice trembling just enough to betray her hurt. “But it doesn’t stop the world from believing it. Or from asking if I do.” Silence stretched between them — heavy, fragile. Then Maya did what she did best: she fought back. Within minutes, she opened her phone, scrolled through her gallery, and posted a photo — one of her and Leo at a tiny café in Lisbon, before the fame, before the chaos. Her caption was short, deliberate:

he whispered. Maya didn't need to be told twice. She grabbed her tripod, her bag, and her dignity or what was left of it and bolted for the door. But as she hit the hallway, her phone chimed. A notification from T*****r. *#VaneUnfiltered is trending #1 Worldwide.* Maya leaned against the marble wall, watching the numbers climb. She had her high-speed Wi-Fi. She had her viral moment. But as she looked back at the closed door of the study, she realized she might have just started a war with a man who owned the battlefield.

I didn’t know how to feel. "I thought I lost you," she whispered, and I could feel her tears on my neck. "I thought that bastard finally succeeded in killing you." "I'm okay," I croaked, even though I wasn't sure if that was true. Maya pulled back to look at me, and I got my first clear view of her in what felt like forever. She looked exhausted. Her usually perfect makeup was smudged under her dark brown eyes, and her black hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail instead of the sleek bob she normally wore. She was still beautiful though - Maya had always been the pretty one between us, with her olive skin and curves in all the right places. But right now, she looked like she'd been crying

It was a video, Isabella and some girl. “She’s the new face of Queenk” Carter said. I frowned. “Isn’t this the same girl who—?” “Yes. Lisa, a newbie model." I sighed, setting the iPad down. “For now, let it lie low.” “There’s one more thing,” he said, looking at me intently. “What is it, Carter?” I responded, picking up my bag, ready to head to the gym. “Maya’s father is sick. She left for Freya already,” he said.