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

places with anger, the walls closing in on

been this high. “She’s framing me,” Emma said, her voice trembling with rage and the hope that Alexander at least would believe her if the world didn’t. “I

Alexander said nothing.

fear returning

back, and with her trembling hands, she quickly dressed

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

single word, but just as she reached the door, his hand shot out, wrapping around her wrist and stopping her

called softly, his

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nothing,” she said, her voice shaking with emotion. “My mother is at home. The protesters are marching to my house right this minute. She has no idea what is going on. I’m not just going to leave her. And besides that my company, my name, and YOUR name–it’s all being dragged through

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

didn’t

lips quivered as she looked at him, her emotions too raw to ask. “Thank you for believing me,” she

wrist free and turned around toward the door,

a tone

really don’t have

before she could finish her sentence.

before she could say another word, he was already out of

Vivian stormed in, her face a

this?” she said, her voice shaking

her phone’s keyboard as she worked furiously. “Yes, I have seen it. I am reaching out to people and trying to work out

to reopen, Annie is trying her best to destroy

shoulders slumping under the weight of it all.

person Annie was