OLIVIA
I staggered back, my spine pressing against the cold wall and my hands trembled so badly that my phone nearly slipped from my grasp. I tapped the headline again, scrolling through the comments faster than I could even process them.
Some called me a slut. Others said I was crazy and more still claimed I must have lost my mind just to show my face again.
My chest tightened, and I couldn’t draw in a full breath. It felt like the air itself had vanished, leaving me drowning in panic.
My legs buckled beneath me, and I slid to the floor. I pressed my hands to my chest, trying to hold myself together, but my body shook uncontrollably. Tears blurred my vision, yet my eyes stayed glued to the glowing screen.
“Miss? What’s happening?” A woman’s voice cut through the chaos as hurried fo
