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“You got the coward part right.”
“He’s not just a coward. He’s a half-baked twatwaffle with a megaphone for a mouth.”
“Twatwaffle?” I laughed.
“You, ah, seem to have picked up some new vocabulary.”
“I’ve got loads more. That sad little fart-stain, walking around like his mouth’s directly wired to his arse. Honestly, if he had half a brain cell, it’d die of loneliness. Calling him useless is an insult to actual useless things. He and Catherine should get married already-perfect match, right down to the trash they spew Cupid’s algorithm finally doing its job.”I pulled the phone away from my ear.
Her volume was breaking the sound barrier and rattling my skull.
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“Cool your jets. Don’t back in the ring swinging just yet Wope. No chance in hell. I need to get back in that group. I’m not done with him.” bd practically hear her rolling up her sleeves. War mode actived.
No, don’t, Yvie,” I said quickly.
“Let them keep yapping. The worse it gets, the better.”
Are you facing serious right now?” she yelled.
“It’s getting worse by the second. I swear, I’m two clicks away from hiring some hacker to nuke their phones from orbit. You haven’t seen everything I have. What I sent you was just the tip of the flaming shitberg. Daniel’s idiot friends are talking so much shit, it’d need a bleep every other word if I read it out loud.
“That’s okay. Let them keep talking.”
“You serious right now? Is this Eleanor I’m talking to? Or has some peace-loving alien taken over your body?”
Just hear me out. Do you know anyone else in the group? Someone who can keep feeding us screenshots?”
Hell yes. One of my friends is in there. Daniel has no idea we’re connected. He’s my little undercover spy.”Perfect. Tell him to keep grabbing everything. I want every single lie Daniel spits about me on record.”There was a pause. Then Yvaine caught on.
“You’re going legal, aren’t you?”
“Damn right I am.”I hung up, messaged Savannah to cover for me and left work early.
I didn’t go home. Took a left instead, down the street behind Nyx Collective.
I remembered seeing a law firm near here.
Small place, nothing flashy.
But it’d do.
If Daniel wanted to run his mouth, he could do it in court.
The receptionist looked up from her computer with a tired smile.
“Hello. Do you have an appointment?”
“No.”
“We’re closing soon, and all the lawyers are in meetings. Maybe come back on Monday?”I started to turn, already planning to hit another firm or maybe just call someone online,
Then a voice called out behind me: “Eleanor? Eleanor Vance?”I stopped, glanced back, and saw a guy in a perfectly ironed suit stepping out of the lift with a black briefcase.
Lawyer vibes were written all over him.
I stared at his face for a beat before it clicked.
“Finnigan Carter, right?”
“Guilty as charged.” He walked over, grinning.
“What are you doing here?”
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Finn scrolled through the screenshots, his jaw tightening Jesus, these people are savage. Yeah, if all this is made-up, it’s definitely defamation. You can go civil, or even criminal if you want to push it. That kind of shit’s not protected.”
I’m sure it’s all lies. Every word.”Finn scrolled again, slower this time, then frowned.
“Wait. The guy who sent all this… Daniel Granger?
I nodded.
His head snapped up.
“The same Daniel who….?”
Another nod from me. This time with bonus shame.
Back then, I wasn’t exactly broadcasting my crush on Daniel, but let’s be real, people knew.
Hard not to, especially after Catherine uploaded scans of my diary to the school intranet like it was breaking news.
Boom. Instant humiliation.
Everyone suddenly knew I had a tragic, textbook-case crush on my sister’s boyfriend.
College life could be brutal. Especially when you were the headline.
Still, I had friends. Including Finn.
We were in the same club, and he’d been nice to me from day one.
He never pried.
When everyone else wanted the tea, Finn just quietly made sure I got included in all the club activities and listened whenever I wanted to vent.
If he hadn’t graduated early and bolted off to law school, we probably would’ve stayed close.
Still, all these years later, seeing someone from my “hopelessly simping for Daniel” era made me want to crawl into the nearest bin.
Reluctantly, I elaborated.
“We got engaged, then we, ah, we broke up. He didn’t take it well. So now he’s playing petty, spreading shit to make me look bad. But he’s the one who cheated, honest.”Finn blinked.
I saw it somewhere behind the professional poker face, a little crack.
“Send me everything,” he said, voice low.
“I’ll handle the lawsuit.”
“The comments are ongoing and getting worse. His fanboys are still going off on me. I’ll send you more later.”
“The worse, the better. If he keeps this up, the judge’ll be begging to slap him with charges.”
“Cool. Appreciate it.”Yvaine was basically living on her phone at this point, refreshing like it was a second job.
Every time Daniel dropped a message in their group chat, one of her friends screenshotted it, sent it to her, and she passed it to me.
I forwarded the mess to Finn.
But lawsuits took time.
Yvaine didn’t have that kind of patience.
Her birthday was coming up, and she was out for blood.
“I invited Daniel and Catherine to my birthday party,” she called and told me.
“Watch how I ruin their day for you.”I tried to be reasonable.
“Don’t let those clowns mess up your birthday. It’s not worth it.”
“Making them squirm is the only thing that’ll make it worth it.”I yielded.
Sunday afternoon, I turned up at her house with a tiny, ribbon-wrapped box.
Custom-made,” I said, handing it over.
“Only one in the world.”
“Shut up. I love it!” Yvaine was already clasping the necklace around her neck, twirling in front of the mirror, snapping selfies.
Then Cassian Langford walked in.
Yvaine blinked.
“Wait, what are you doing here?”He lifted a sleek black gift bag like it was a peace offering.
“Your brother’s stuck overseas. Sent me to play the charming stand- in.”
“Ooh, what did he get me?”He held up two bags.
“One’s from Emmett. The other’s from me. Guess which is better.”She pointed to her neck.
“Neither. This is the best.”Cassian looked at me and nodded.
While Yvaine greeted the incoming guests, Cassian stood next to me.
Several times, he opened his mouth like he wanted to say something, but in the end decided not to.
I was tempted to ask him to spit it out when the party proper started.
The place was packed.