Viya's POV
The next morning, Sophia didn't knock—just barged straight in my bedroom.
"Babe! Good deeds really *do* come back around!"
Her voice was so loud and sudden that I nearly choked on my toothpaste.
I spat into the sink, mouth still full of foam, and tried to ask, "What?"
"Look!"
She shoved her phone into my hand, grinning so wide I thought her face might split in half. "Your patients and a charity foundation came forward to defend you!"
I froze, staring down at the screen.
The top trending topic read:[Dr. Viya Would Never Profit from Suffering]
It was a compilation thread. Dozens of posts.
One was from a charitable organization. The rest were from ordinary people who'd decided to speak up at the height of the controversy.
[Over the past three year
