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The woman in the yellow dress stood beside him with a smirk. "People turned it into memes," Astrid said. She scrolled through the comments. "It is so viral even penguins in Antarctica have probably seen it. Mom's phone has not stopped ringing since last night." I pressed my face into the pillow to block out the sight. "Turn it off." Astrid did not stop. She read the words aloud in a flat tone. "'So desperate.' 'What a joke.' 'That poor guy, she ambushed him.' Here is a short one. It just says, 'stupid bitch.'"

[What kind of trash bag are you, holding so much garbage?] [Peacocks flaunt their tails to attract mates. What's your excuse for parading your ass online?] [Patricia Harris, why don't you just die?] [Slut, you're probably wild in private, right? That video's gone viral.] [Heard you're diseased. Stay home! Don't infect us!] I stared at my phone screen, the barrage of insults washing over me. Doctored memorial photos and grotesque AI-generated images assaulted my eyes.

“I swear you’re bi, Meme” “Bitch, I’d be bi for you and only you”, Meme says through her continuous laughing and winks at Amory, who throws a pillow at her. “I’m joining the alphabet mafia, bitches”, she squeals. When we look at her confused, she says, “you know LBGTQ, and I dunno all the rest of the letters and symbols that go along with it. But you know what I mean”! “There is something seriously wrong with you, Mems”, Amory says to her, but she just shrugs.

Selena hurled the tablet onto the sofa. The screen was still lit. A meme kept sliding up her timeline. It was that photo of Ava, startled by the flash, a french fry caught between her lips. Across it, in huge bold letters, someone had written: "Her only crime was buying this many chips and not sharing with the rest of us." Under it were fifty thousand likes. "I’m so done with this!" Vivian cried, covering her face. "Has the whole internet gone collectively insane? It’s an oversized gray hoodie. It’s cheap junk food. Why do they even like her? Some people are literally analyzing the fabric of that hoodie."

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I looked up at Alfred. He couldn’t meet my eyes. “Well,” I said. “This is bad.” Nathan let out a bitter laugh, sharp and humorless. “Bad? This is fucking humiliating. Do you know what people are saying? Do you know what my friends are doing right now? They’re making memes. Memes, Mom. Of my dad in bed with some random woman. They’re sending them to me. They’re tagging me in them. They’re laughing.” “Nathan…” Alfred started.

There were several memes on her with hilarious comments from many students, they didn't even care about her being the sole heiress and Queen of the campus. One said: 'When your crush denies you in public.' They put her funny looking half plastered smiling face below_the look she had on when the idols were leaving. Okay, this did it. I fell on the floor laughing hysterically with Lia as I hit my hands repeatedly on the floor.

And once public opinion hardened, there was no undoing it. I swallowed hard, thinking of Melissa. She must have seen it by now. My chest tightened at the thought of her, alone, pregnant, scrolling through the hateful comments. How was she coping? Was she breaking down, or was she trying to stay strong? And Xavier—he had always been hot-headed. I could only imagine the rage boiling in him. This would push him over the edge, no doubt. Louis thought he was untouchable, hiding behind a random account, but I knew the truth. Nothing stayed hidden forever. Eventually, people connected the dots. And when they did, the consequences would be ugly. But in the meantime, the damage was already done. I tr