CHAPTER 4: The Collapse of a Perfect Image
Phones came out.
Not to gossip.
To document.
The illusion was breaking—and no one wanted to miss the truth.
Logan looked around, desperate.
“You all know me,” he said. “This is a misunderstanding.”
But someone in the crowd spoke up.
“I saw her leave crying last month.”
Another voice followed.
“He canceled her charity appearance—said she was ‘too emotional.’”
“And the bruise at the gala—she said she fell.”
The puzzle completed itself.
Piece by piece.
Logan backed away.
But there was nowhere to go.
Security stepped forward—not aggressively, just… decisively.
The kind of quiet authority that ends everything.
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Emily exhaled.
For the first time all night, her shoulders dropped.
