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Drowning In Betrayal: Watch Me Shine Now

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 841    |    Released on: Today at 17:56

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g from the tray and held it up next to the one she had j

find this?" Mer

iss Billie's room. She found it wedged behind Mi

like a physical shockwa

th. She dropped the microphone and ran down the stairs. She rushed over

cold hands. "Amanda, I am so sorry! I must have misplaced them w

spers of "poor Billie" and "an hone

ie's hands holding hers. S

umphant scoff. He tighten

nd yet you brought this fake witch hunt down here and nearly ruined the entire party! You are always so

looked at Amanda. A tiny, vicious smirk flashed ac

tared at Billie's fake tears. She

miliate her, and even when the truth came o

reckless energy surged through her veins. Her stomach

s grip. She pushed Billie backward. Billie stumb

her coat pocket. She

the string quartet. The musicians were staring at the drama, completely ignoring their equipment. Amanda reached o

voice memos. Sh

e massive speakers mounted i

ff the crystal chandelier. "Some girls just bullied me

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phina. The helpless victim act was instantly d

ed the picture Jeanette had sent her-the photo of Julio's han

ear the champagne pyramid earlier. She hit send. A second later, a chorus of digital pings erupted from the back of the room. One of the bloggers gasped loudly, practically s

. They looked at the screens. The sharp intake of breath

He looked around at the staring crow

as on fire. Seraphina stumbled and fell to her knees. She reached out for the

ht that had been crushing her for three years was gone.

bed the microphone Billie

e mic, her voice echoing over the whispers, "I decided

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Drowning In Betrayal: Watch Me Shine Now
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“I was lying in the emergency room with acute gastroenteritis on my birthday, but my mother ordered me to rip out my IV needle. She threatened to freeze all my accounts if I didn't show up to my adopted sister's high-society matchmaking party. When I arrived, dragging my weak body, I caught my fiancé Julio protecting his mistress. Worse, my adopted sister Billie framed me for stealing my own grandmother's heirloom earrings just to play the victim in front of New York's elite. I refused to be their stepping stone and projected the evidence of Julio's affair on the massive ballroom screen. In a rage, my father cursed me, and my mother slapped me across the face so hard my mouth bled. During the ensuing physical struggle, my adopted sister, the mistress, and I all plunged into the freezing outdoor swimming pool. My fiancé desperately swam to save his mistress, while my own brother rushed to pull my adopted sister above the water. I stopped kicking and let my heavy, soaked clothes pull me down to the bottom of the black pool. Why did my own flesh and blood treat me like garbage? After a mysterious bodyguard pulled me from the water, I watched my family frantically wrap the other two women in warm blankets. I didn't shed a single tear. "I am no longer a part of this family. I never want to see any of you again." I publicly canceled the engagement, turned my back on the wealthy estate, and walked away into the freezing winter night.”