Katelyn’s mind raced to Zoey. Dancing had been Zoey’s greatest passion. She used to dream of becoming a professional dancer. And now, all of it lay broken, just like her leg.

Katelyn straightened, forcing strength into her voice.

“I understand.”

Zoey would wake up soon. And when she learned the truth, it would shatter her heart.

Vincent had also heard the doctor’s words.

He stood nearby, his gaze fixed on Katelyn. The slight crease between her brows didn’t go unnoticed. He took a step closer.

“When you make a mistake, you’ve got to deal with the consequences. Zoey did this to herself.”

Katelyn’s chest tightened as his words hit her.

She couldn’t stop thinking about the future Zoey had once dreamed of, now shattered beyond repair.

Her thoughts were interrupted by her phone vibrating relentlessly, the screen lighting up with an endless stream of messages.

It was Lise. She had just posted something online.

Her post read, “I apologize for using public resources for this situation. Katelyn just called me, insisting she had nothing to do with what happened. She said Zoey…”

jumped off the building of her own accord. I believe her and hope everyone can approach this with clear minds and avoid cyberbullying.

Katelyn’s lips twitched into a faint, bitter smile. Sarcasm glinted in her eyes. Lise wasn’t just pouring water on the fire—she was tossing gasoline.

The situation had gone far beyond anything Katelyn could control. The public wasn’t just angry—they wanted her to break. They wanted to see her cry, to drown in regret, to pay for her supposed mistakes. Lise’s post, no matter how subtle, had only added fuel to the fire, casting Katelyn as someone trying to shift the blame.

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But who would jump off a building without reason?

It had to be someone battling demons too large to conquer or someone convinced there was no other way out.

Lise’s calculated post worked in her favor. While it would draw criticism, it also helped her maintain her spotless reputation.

At worst, people might call her naive for believing Katelyn’s side of the story.

At best, they’d admire her for standing up for a friend despite the controversy. Some might even praise her as compassionate and fair-minded.

Katelyn scanned the comments under Lise’s post, her stomach twisting at the flood of reactions. Without a word, Katelyn shut off her phone.

Vincent, who had seen Lise’s scheming post, fixed his gaze on Katelyn and said, “The public forgets quickly. I’ve already had the company leak a story about a celebrity. Something big enough to turn their heads.”

Of course. In their world, it was a tried-and-tested strategy.

And in an industry addicted to gossip, the quickest way to bury a scandal was to distract the masses with something juicier.

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