Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

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Emma’s chest began to tighten. “What video? Send it to me right now,” she demanded. But before he could utter another word, she hung up, her trembling hands already working at uncovering the source of this new disaster.

Her phone flickered on as the link to the trending topic clicked open. There, right on her screen, was a video that hit her like a tidal wave.

Annie, dressed in a blood–soaked white gown, lay weakly on the floor with barely opened eyes, her voice faint and broken as she whispered, “… I’m sorry… Emma…”

Emma’s blood boiled as she replayed the video, her rage building with every passing second.

The video was horrific, indeed. Its views were growing abnormally by the second. It has already hit millions of views already.

Protests started all over the two countries, demanding justice for Annie and condemnation of Emma and her family.

Emma bit her teeth as her hands quivered around her phone. This wasn’t just an attack on her character; it was a direct threat to everything she had worked for.

Her business, her reputation, her family’s prestige–everything was now hanging by a thread.

. She started pacing the room as her mind raced, trying to piece together a response.

Annie has overstepped her boundary this time around.

Her gaze fell on Alexander, who was busy with his phone with a dark expression.

It was obvious she had been informed too.

His jaw was clenched, his shoulders tight, and his eyes ablaze with anger and frustration.

“Have you seen it?” Emma’s voice cut into the air.

his face grim.

places with

the hope that Alexander at

Alexander said nothing.

hard, her fear returning

held her tears back, and with her trembling hands, she

irrelevant now; she has much to protect, and she couldn’t afford to waste another

Alexander, who was still standing in the middle of the room without uttering a single word, but just as she reached the door, his hand shot out,

softly, his voice

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head toward him, her face a mask of anger,

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right this minute. She has

wrist didn’t. “Emma,” he whispered, with utter conviction. “I know

didn’t

as she looked at him, her emotions too raw to ask. “Thank

she jerked her wrist free and turned around toward the

do it from here,” he insisted in a tone that could not

don’t

she could

he replied shortly, and before she could say another word, he

words when Vivian

said, her

she worked furiously. “Yes, I have seen it. I am reaching out to people and trying to work

stared at her a while. “After working really hard for your company to reopen, Annie is trying her

a moment, her shoulders slumping under the weight of

person Annie was