Marrying Mr. Stranger
People were willing to defend me, even against someone like Luna.
While waiting for the end of the workday, all I heard was whispering. The only sound louder than the office computers was the constant murmuring—about me, about what happened at the mall.
I couldn't believe how fast it spread. Someone probably videoed it and posted it online. Social media is ruthless and fast. I felt terrible.
I lowered my head, trying to disappear, but the whispers followed like shadows.
The clock ticked slowly towards the end of the day. Just as I thought I'd escape, Sir Leo appeared at my desk.
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