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

As soon as Fiona got her hands on the money, she wasted no time booking a flight to the States. She knew she had to get out of there fast.

To avoid being recognized, she dressed down and feigned a limp as she pushed her suitcase out of her place. The folks keeping an eye at the door didn't even bat an eye, letting her slip away unnoticed. She quickly flagged down a cab, and within half an hour, she was at the airport.

Time was of the essence. She grabbed her ticket and made a beeline for the boarding gate, her escape plan finally coming together.

But just as she thought she was in the clear, her phone buzzed relentlessly. A stream of texts informed her that her bank accounts were frozen. All her funds were out of reach, leaving her with just a little over a thousand bucks she had pulled out as a backup.

Stunned, she shot up from her seat, accidentally knocking off her hat and sunglasses. Her cover blown, people at the gate started murmuring.

"Isn't that Fiona, the one who ripped off H's work and tried to smear them? She's got some nerve!"

"I know, right? I was just watching the live stream. What's she doing here when she should be laying low?"

"No way, is she trying to make a run for it? What a piece of work."

than let her get away.

In her rush, she'd lost sight of how sticky her situation was. She grabbed her suitcase and tried to dash off, but people were

was fuming. These people

security caught up with her,

up.

charges of plagiarism and defamation. Her earnings were deemed fraudulent, her

a dent. But then a

Fiona from Westbrook

profile

"Fiona is H."

rolled her eyes. The journalists were pushing boundaries with these headlines. Who taught them to

blew up with calls, texts, messages, and

group for Westbrook High's Class of Year 19 went wild. No one could believe Fiona was Hein no time, there were 99+ new messages, and even the