FAKING LOVE
With a trembling hand, I double clicked the image and felt my worst nightmares validated – it was her.
Hailey, my Hailey, simpering on the arm of this objectively grotesque caricature of male privilege and entitlement.
The former love of my life whom I'd once dreamed of growing old with, now just another publicity-addicted socialite suckling at the teat of Hollywood's soul-devouring machinery.
"You've gotta be kidding me..." The words scraped out in a breathless rasp as I slumped back, head spinning and stomach churning.
This was too much – the separate worlds of my quiet, unassuming life of introspection and Megan's voracious, glitz-drenched public saga were colliding in an almost cruelly i
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