Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 68

I pressed my hand against the cool windowpane. “The

engagement document… that’s real. It’s from before I even met

him.”

“They’re twisting everything. And you know the worst part?”

Rose’s voice cracked with emotion. “People are eating it up.

Hashtags are trending. ‘Poor Chole! ‘Homewrecker Luna. I can’t

even read the comments.”

I bit my bottom lip, trying to suppress the emotions boiling

inside me. “It doesn’t matter what the truth is, does it? If enough

people believe a lie… it becomes the truth.”

“No,” Rose said firmly. “You’re not going to start thinking like

that. You’ve been through hell and kept your dignity intact.

You’re not going to give that up now!”

I sank onto the edge of the bed, fingers trembling. “I don’t even

know how to defend myself against all of it. It’s like they wrote

the whole story in advance, and I’m just playing the villain.”

“Then rewrite the script,” Rose shot back. “Do what you did at

the charity gala. Hit back–loud and clear. You have the real evidence, Olivia. The recordings. The bruises. The timelines.”

I rubbed my forehead, heart heavy. “What if everything Chole

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if people think it’s true? The engagement

it was staged, but

percent. The evidence

Olivia’s POV

fury. “I swear to god–if

myself into that press room, I’d have clawed

smug face off”

didn’t say anything. I didn’t have the

mean, what the hell is this? A

married 10 years ago,

life? What kind of sick

“Rose-”

let me speak,” she said, her tone sharp

I need to get it

would put my entire damn life

voice breaking.

are. I’velivedwho you are. The world is

damn mind if they’re

hard, but

get me started on her manipulative little act. Suicide threats? Damsel in distress?

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Ethan-” She made a sound like a scoff. “If

be richer

I forced myself to stay

flowers. You’d sneeze and he’d panic like the apocalypse was coming. I thought,damn, this girl’s found her fairy tale. And then-” Her voice cracked. “You were there for me. When my dad passed and I couldn’t

“Rose…” I finally said..

me, Olivia. You don’t deserve to

anyone’s story.”

to be,” I said

she whispered. “Let me help. Let me go live or tweet or scream this from

off gently. “I appreciate it. But I can

myself.”

line. Then, finally, Rose exhaled. hate this. I hate

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“I know.”