The morning after the exposé was published, I woke to chaos.
My phone was flooded with notifications. Messages from journalists, from supporters, from people I'd never met who wanted to thank me for exposing the truth. The foundation's email inbox was overflowing. The garden was already filling with visitors, people who had read the article and wanted to see the place where healing happened.
I sat up in bed, staring at my phone, my heart pounding.
Nicholas was already awake, his phone in his hand, his expression intense. "It's everywhere," he said. "Every major news outlet is covering it. The public is outraged. Elysian Fields is in full damage control mode."
I took a breath, letting the words sink in. "This is it. This is the moment."
"This is the beginning," he corrected. "The real fight starts now."
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I found Mia in the study, already on her phone, her voice sharp and commanding.
