Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

That evening, just as Fiona predicted, H shot straight to the top of the trending charts again. Headlines like "H Meets Yvenne at a Cafe," "H Slaps Yvenne," and "H Forces Yvenne to Kneel" were plastered across all the major websites. Even while lounging in bed, Fiona couldn't help but smirk-Yvenne had walked right

into her trap.

Yvenne, however, was playing it extra cautious. No one had managed to capture even a glimpse of her profile, which spoke volumes about how much Fiona intimidated her.

Fiona scrolled through the comments, her mood as light as ever. None of the chatter could ruffle her feathers; it was all just noise.

"H is so full of themselves! Sure, they're a talented designer, but that's no excuse for this behavior. If they win the design competition, they'll be unbearable!"

"We don't even know what H looks like. Judging them as a bully based on some sketchy video is over the top."

should be kicked out of the design world. With those dirty tactics, it's a wonder

I the only one who

link. It led straight to her Twitter page, where she'd uploaded the video of her spat with Yvenne at the cafe. The audio added a punch to the tension, while Yvenne's silent version painted her as a poor, wronged

as she put her phone down, Jackson's call came through. No surprise there-it was about the online uproar spiraling out of control. Even the

scandals. First, H's image took a nosedive,

H's reputation bounced

important investment for the competition. organizers-was now under heavy fire. Despite her teenage years, her incredible design talent had made her a pillar in the design

victim. H wasn't the only

wouldn't stop ringing. She couldn't bear to stay in her apartment and wanted to leave, but the entrance

apartment complex was built with security in mind. Outsiders couldn't get in unless a resident let them in, and even then, they

the moment, she was safe. But she knew she couldn't hide out there forever; it wasn't