Ella unlocks the door. The moment she steps in, Rey rushes toward her in panic.
Rey: Ella!! What have you done?
Ella (confused): What do you mean?
Rey (shoving her phone at Ella): I was watching Damian's broadcast—and look at the comments!
Ella grabs the phone, her eyes scanning the screen. Her hands tighten as she scrolls.
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🗨 COMMENTS ON SCREEN:
> Comment 1: I always hated StarScoop for interfering in stars' lives—but today's news? Huge.
Comment 2: I loved him so much. He betrayed my trust. Why, Damian? 😢
Comment 3: PA to girlfriend in one month? That was fast...
Comment 4: He's human. Let him live his life.
Comment 5: Seriously? A PA? Not even an actress or model? Disappointed.
Comment 6: That girl must've seduced him! Not my hubby's fault. 😤
Ella's expression turns blank, shocked by the storm she didn't even see coming.
Ella's hands tremble. The phone slips from her grip and falls to the floor. She stands frozen.
ELLA (whispers):
But… I didn't do anything.
REY (softly):
I know. But the hate… it's insane—for both of you. The only good thing is your face is blurred in the photos.
ELLA (panicked):
But what about him? None of this is our fault.
REY:
He's an actor—he's used to this. I'm sure he can handle it.
But seriously… how can someone imagine a celebrity is their boyfriend or husband when they don't even know the person exists?
ELLA (sits on the floor, overwhelmed):
What should I do now?
REY (kneeling beside her):
Hey… everything will be fine. It's just today. I bet by tomorrow, everyone will move on. People have too much going on in their own lives.
ELLA:
Will they?
REY:
At least we can hope.
Ella begins to cry silently. Her shoulders shake as she tries to hold it in.
REY (gently):
Hey… don't cry now, Ella. Hey… come on, girl.
ELLA (sobbing, breathless):
What have I done? I ruined everything—his life and mine.
He was just trying to help me… and this is what he gets in return.
Rey pulls her into a comforting hug.
Inside a car, Damian sits silently, tense. Mr. Mah is on the phone, trying to manage the damage.]
Damian (biting his nails, thinking):
"I hope she's not too stressed… She's never been good at handling online hate. Not since I've known her."
[Mr. Mah hangs up the call.]
Damian:
"What did they say?"
Mr. Mah:
"They'll remove the article by tomorrow. But it's pointless now. The news has already spread like wildfire."
Damian:
"Her face is blurred, right?"
Mr. Mah:
"Yeah, but yours isn't."