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Pinaandar 'yon at umalis na roon. Habang nasa kalsada'y gustong-gusto ng kumawala ng kanyang luha. Kung hindi lang siya pupunta sa kanilang opisina'y malamang kanina pa niya pinakawalan ang bigat sa dibdib. Kanina pa siguro siya umiyak. Tanghali habang nagla-lunch tumawag sa kanya si Ate Toyang. "Gie, malapit na ang birthday ng Lola Carmen mo, uuwi ka ba?"

I deleted the text, not even bothering to read it. "Is everything okay?" Sabrina asked. I nodded without glancing at her. "Yes. It's fine." My thumb on my phone wandered to I*******m. It was of no surprise to me that the very first post was about Morgan Rosewood and her recent admission into the hospital. I knew it. This has given them more food for fodder. I read through the posts, shaking my head as each one was more ridiculous than the last. "You shouldn't be reading those," Sabrina whispered. "They're not true anyway."

TESSA I open I*******m first, and my world implodes all over again. The video is everywhere. Reposted, shared, turned into memes, reaction videos and compilation clips. #TessaFail is trending. #FatGirlDown has over a million views. Someone has auto-tuned my sobs and turned them into a remix. But it's the comments that really destroy me: "LMAOOOOO this is the funniest thing I've ever seen" "Imagine being this delusional about your weight"

The video was already playing again, even though I didn’t remember clicking replay. It was everywhere. From T*****r to I*******m and even tiktok, I just couldn’t get enough. Someone had even clipped it and posted it on YouTube. Someone else had reposted it with subtitles. Someone else had slowed it down. Someone else had zoomed in. Every content creator did their own part in contributing to having millions of people watch my life fall apart.

Nothing. Zoey disappeared too. But in a louder way. The first time she posted after everything, it was a blurry club video. Lights flashing red and purple. Music so loud you could almost hear it through the screen. She was laughing, head thrown back, drink in hand. Caption: Alive and Free. The comments were disgusting. Deranged heiress. Daddy issues final boss. She lost it. She always was crazy. Wonder if she'd let me hit.

Johnson? Lily probably realized that I wasn't listening, so she chatted with Emily for a few moments and then hung up the phone. The total call duration was one minute and twenty seconds, and I only said one sentence, "Go ahead." After I sent out this post, Lily's claim that I "forced her to cut her wrist" was simply a joke. Because Hannah's cousin was promoting it, my F******k post went straight to the top three trending topics as soon as it was published.

The people where a bit confused as they were still confused that's when Mario opened a new tab and searched for Company profile. The New Post: Tagged- @Sid_theartist. "We would also wish that happened but he only has two dogs.", the post ended as a photo of Sid and his two dogs were shown. Mario couldn't help but smile...he scrolled down to read comments. [Haha...poor boy, but the one who posted this...you are damn funny.] [haha...which kind of agency would treat their artist like this...haha...@Sid_theartist hope you'll get a girlfriend soon.]

“Let’s look friendly for two seconds.” “What—?” Click. The shutter snapped fast. “What the hell, Jasmine—?” I smiled innocently. “You blinked in that one.” She reached for her phone, but I held it a second longer. My thumb moved swiftly—open I*******m. Her account was already logged in. I uploaded the photo typed in a soft caption: “Sometimes, the past doesn’t need fixing. Just understanding. #growth #strongwomen” I tagged myself and hit the post, by the time she snatched the phone back, it was already uploading.

Harmony I was trying to prevent myself from shaking while I was staring at my laptop. I don’t know what to feel about a post on Friendbook related to me. While I was trying to calm down, I continued to stare at a photo posted with a mocking caption. It was me, standing on a stage while in the midst of holding back my tears. The caption says, "Wow, look at your dumb rich girl stuttering through a debate. Is that all you can do? "

She turned her laptop screen toward me, showing a social media post that had already gotten dozens of likes and shares. The post featured several photos from the party, the one covered in paint, the moment I kissed Xavier, when Jasper handed me a drink, and a particularly unflattering shot of me walking away. The caption read: "The dirty queen surrenders to twins' hotness. Tara can’t handle the twins' magic. #PartyFail #TwinTrouble #Desperate" "They posted this, too?" I asked, scrolling through the cruel comments. Melissa nodded miserably. "They have accounts on every platform. It's already been shared hundreds of times."