Maelis
I wasn’t done. Happiness swallowed me whole. I sat cross-legged on my bed, my laptop casting a cold blue glow across my face as I created yet another burner account. The fake profile picture, a blurry stock photo of some random girl, felt like a mask I could hide behind.
@truthseeker_gal.
@insidertips247.
@celisteaforyou.
Each one more ridiculous than the last, but it didn’t matter. No one would trace them back to me.
My fingers flew over the keyboard, drafting posts I didn’t dare post yet. Just drafts, for now.
“Can’t believe Celis would meet up with her ex behind her husband’s back (´･_･`) #FakeQueen #NotSoPerfect”
“Spotted: Celis cozying up to an old flame. Poor Kaelith deserves better.
I bit my thumbnail until it stung, heart pounding at how easy it was. Just a nudge in
