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However, I just kept going, swiping to the app's 'History' tab with everyone watching. I angled my phone toward the camera, showing off the screen. There it was, a tidy list of zeros. June 1st: Shake for Allowance: $0 July 1st: Shake for Allowance: $0 ... "And my little bro's account? Why does he hit the jackpot every month?" I smirked, ready to drop the mic: "Let's let the tech do the talking." I dove back into my phone, my voice calm and collected as I explained to the crowd.

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"Don't worry, it's a very easy problem. Just send a picture and in less than an hour the story will be a trending topic." "Good! I'll wait. Send me your account number, I'll transfer 50 percent of the price we agreed on and pay the rest after your work is done." "Don't forget the added bonus you promised if the news trended for six hours after it went viral. Or I'll reveal your identity!" "I know and there's no need to threaten me. I'll keep my promise if your work is satisfactory!" Fely hung up the phone and sent some of the photos she had received from Nina. She then wrote diligently on his laptop.

"What's that ?" "First condition, replace your story cover with a more reasonable photo and secondly, you must have paid off your debt next month!" "What? Next month? How can I pay it off so quickly. After all, you're rich must lose 15 thousand dollars which is not much for you," "It's so good for your mouth to talk! You think making money is easy?" "You just have to pose in front of the camera, what's so difficult?" "You...! already asking for help, still insulting!"

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He says to me after two good minutes of laughter, "It also includes your honour. I don't need to hear the parts about balls, abs, and uh… boobs." I scratch my chin. What would become of the story if I remove those parts? "Well, I will charge higher." "How much?" Harvey gives me an expectant look. "10000 dollars per hour," I blurt out. He shrinks in his seat, watching me with disbelief. "Shouldn't I get a discount? Censored stories should be cheaper."

By evening, everything had changed. Her phone , the old one she rarely used started buzzing with notifications. The poem had exploded. Thousands of reads in just a few hours. Shares. Comments from strangers who said it captured exactly how they felt after heartbreak, betrayal, or emotional abandonment. Some readers called it haunting. Others said it made them cry. Money started coming in too. The platform paid creators based on engagement and premium reads. By the next morning, her earnings had crossed several hundred dollars. Within three days, it reached over two thousand. All of it went into a new secret account she had opened while she was away.

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Alishba continued, “The company is blaming me for the story’s bad performance and going against their outline. They say I caused them revenue loss.” “How much are we talking?” Aarif asked. “1 million dollars,” She answered. “WHAT?” The boys were surprised. “There’s no way your story could be worth that much,” Sikandar said. “They added advertising and promotional costs,” Alishba muttered. “That’s still way too much,” Aarif insisted, “Did you talk to a lawyer?” “I can’t afford a lawyer, I am barely making enough for rent and electricity through writing,” Alishba answered.