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Chapter 20: The Media Storm
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... p ringing. My hands trembled as I stared at the screen, watching my name trend for all the wrong reasons. My life was unraveling, and the world wanted front-row seats.
I watched as the screen lit up with a seemingly endless stream of missed calls, text messages, and emails. Everyone wanted answers, explanations—my side of the story. But how could I give them what I didn't have myself?
The first call I answered was from my boss, Robert. His voice was filled with concern.
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