The next morning, the storm officially broke.
Talia woke to her phone vibrating nonstop on the nightstand. At first, she ignored it, Ethan's arm was wrapped tightly around her waist, and for once, she had actually slept without tossing and turning.
But the vibration didn't stop.
With a groggy groan, she reached for the device and blinked against the screen's brightness. Dozens of notifications flooded in, from her fashion page, her personal profile, and even her old college email.
"Mmm... what's going on?" Ethan murmured into her hair.
Talia's heart dropped as she opened the first headline:
"Vanessa Hart Speaks Out: 'I Deserve the Life She Stole' .. Former Heiress Drops Shocking Interview"
Another alert popped up:
"Twins in Question? Vanessa Hart Claims Uncertainty in Ethan Wolfe's Paternity Scandal!"
"What the actual..." Talia sat bolt upright, fury igniting through her veins. "She really did it."
