I gripped the doorknob harder, shaking the door with what seemed l

weak to carry the weight of my body, my breath coming

lled it open. With my ceasing breath and dilating eyes, I started rummaging through the contents on the

early tearing at the sides as the pain shot through my body. I had been a slave

ssage notification. Having forgotten totally about my phone, I hurriedly reached in

tally with that of the day I went to the hospital. The weakness I had

hat meant I had less than twenty-four hours to evacuate the

stand up and head to the door. Where would I even go if I left the room? Cecily had stolen

and picked up my phone again. It was a message from an online blog I wa

rounded by media reporters and members of the paparazzi. I scanned the news with my weak eyes, but when I suddenly ca

dline r

MISOGYNIST ALLEGATIONS AND STANDS TO LOSE HIS C

hroat and I clicked on t

PTANCE OF HIS MISOGYNIST BEHAVIOR. IT HAS BEEN WIDELY CONFIRMED THAT MASON BLACKWOOD HATES

LTIPLE SEXUAL SCANDALS. BUT WE CAME TO A REAL UNDERSTANDING WHEN HE RECENTLY GOT INTO A RIFT WITH MADAM W

NG HER GENDER AS LEVERAGE. MADAM WINIFRED SAID THAT MASON BLACKWOOD TOLD HER STRAIGHT TO HER

LEECH WHO WOULD NOT HAVE STOOD ON HER FEET IF

TH MASON BLACKWOOD, AS SHE HAS GONE AHEAD

S THE RECOMPENSE THAT W

A DECLINE IN HIS STOCK AND SALES. THE MEMBERS OF THE PUBLIC INTEND TO CON

diating from the people. It became obvious that the public had been nursing anger towards Mason for as long as he

scrolling through the other news on the blog. In less than 5 seconds, my eyes lan

MISOGYNISTIC ACCUSATIO

ed on the news an

ER. HE HAS ANNOUNCED WEDDING ON HIS CELESPACE ACCOUNT WITH A PICTU

placating manner. Maybe there is another Sophie Bennett; my name was quite comm

ere, to my utter dismay, was an AI-enhanced picture of me and Mas

ut I rose to my feet, struggling to keep my p

perhaps I had died from my illness and was now in heav

heard footsteps rushing towards the door, and before I could

oud voice cried out

istered the new turn of events, I saw that it was one of the me

troyed door aside an

" he cried out again. She has only

here, and it has been 2 days now. I am not trying to avoid the court summons. I was j

am not here

d Mason stepping over the debris of the broken door and walking in

idn't need to look for me. I was j

in a deep breath, running his hand through

e this place," he said. "I have more pressing matters at h

u are saying," but he was a

stant loneliness in Mason's aura. This might not be the appropriate time, but I remembered how he re

wood's appearance then. He was wearing

ing him in regular clothes, but the dark ba

s begun on me, and my empire is on the brink of collapsing. Every day, I receive

picture online lying that w

ng his hand into his pock

have the fake pregnancy results and the most famous doctor in the land to testify to it. Once this hate train dies down, which

med. "What are y

e," he said, gripping my hands. "I