Chapter Seventy Five
Venessa’s pov
The morning after the big game, the high from Khalid’s spectacular victory vanished in an instant, replaced by a cold, sharp dread.
I was sitting at the kitchen island, sipping a cup of green tea, when my phone began to vibrate violently against the marble counter. It was a barrage of text messages from Mia, followed immediately by a dozen alerts from my social media accounts.
My brow furrowed as I unlocked the screen. The top notification was a link to a notorious celebrity gossip blog that covered the city’s high society and sports stars. The headline was written in massive, bold text:
SCANDAL IN THE FORTRESS: Why Did Venessa Skip Khalid’s Championship Game? Shocking Claims Reveal A Secret Admirer Has Already Moved In!
My breath caught in my throa
