Three Years, One Cruel Lie

faceless mob of the internet turned on me with a vengeance. I was no longer just a plagiar

ffice. I pushed past his secretary,

manded, my voice shaking. "My m

it and was inspired. She didn' t mea

n me! Juilliard, my career... it will all be g

id, his tone dismissive. "I' ll take care

atch, impatient. "Look, Krystal already feels terrib

my passion, my one remaining pie

me, I felt a flicker of pure, unadulterated hatred. He wasn' t

d started packing. My flight was booked for the

that evening without knock

s she?"

ched.

publicly admit she didn' t plagiarize you, or they' ll kill her!" He grabbed my shou

"You think... you

se would

e money or the power to k

cion and disappointment. "Just tell me where sh

ed I was capable of this. He believed Kry

ne rang again and again

hard I stumbled and hit the wall. "You care mor

my arm. My career hadn' t mattered when she stole my wor

listened for a moment, and his e

with a terrifying coldness. "You' ve changed,

walked out, no

stared at his retreating back, a bitter laug

r, coughing up a mouthful of blood. The stress, the p

so blind? How much did he have t