Morana's Point Of View
I stared at my phone, my lips curling into a slow, satisfied smirk.
The news was everywhere.
Headlines. Blogs. Social media feeds.
The audio, the conversation, every single damning detail about Sebastian's scandal was spreading like wildfire.
Exactly as I planned.
I leaned back against my pillows, letting my fingers idly scroll through the endless posts, watching as the world devoured the chaos I had unleashed.
"Good," I murmured under my breath, my heart thrumming with excitement.
This was justice.
This was payback.
Sebastian thought he could ruin me, bury me, and walk away unscathed?
No.
I wasn't some fragile little girl who'd let herself be destroyed.
I was Morana Sinclair.
And I always struck back.
But… My brows furrowed as I continued scrolling, my mind catching on something odd.
This… this was too big.
