Chapter 21

  The backlash didn't rise.

  It exploded.

  By morning, Elara's name was everywhere again.

  Not admiration.

  Not curiosity.

  This time—it was sharper. Meaner. More invasive.

  Elara stood by the window, phone in her hand, scrolling slowly.

  Not obsessively.

  Not emotionally.

  Just… taking it ...

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