Chapter 97- The Moment They Messed Up
Tyler's POV
Where the hell did these people buy their audacity from?
Because I was pretty damn sure I just told them to get out of my face.
And since when did I need to clarify that it also applied to Naomi—my fake girlfriend?
The one holding the mic had the nerve to smile as she turned to Naomi, strutting toward her like she was about to receive a damn award.
"Ms. Naomi," she began, voice dripping with fake politeness, "should we call you Tyler's girlfriend? Or perhaps… his wife?"
Oh, so we're doing this today?
They were desperate.
Their blog had been dead, and now they were scrambling for whatever gossip they could dig up. And of course, the best way to revive it?
Me.
Because for some stupid reason, everyone in this damn school was obsessed with my love life.
Even the principal.
And these people? They lived for gossip. They couldn't survive without it.
They started closing in on Naomi.
