Ana's POV
The online hatred hadn't died down since my last controversy, and the internet trolls were already dragging up old accusations.
[That killer's back online. Why haven't the authorities banned her yet?
Just because she's got powerful backing, she thinks she can get away with anything? Veridia police need to arrest her now.]
[Aileen's got a dance competition next week. Anyone who messes with Aileen deserves to rot.]
Sitting across from me, Madeline watched as my expression darkened, my brows drawing together.
She spoke up first. "Ms. Watson, those online rumors aren't real, are they?"
I lifted my gaze to meet hers.
Madeline had her chin propped on her palm, those wide, innocent eyes holding no trace of judgment. She wasn't buying into the internet's narrative about me.
A surge of shock and gratitude hit me. My grip tightened around my phone as I nodded decisively.
