Celia POV
I sat on the edge of the sofa, fingers digging into my knees so hard my manicured nails were practically drawing blood.
My makeup was ruined, black mascara smudging down my cheeks but I didn't care about looking pretty right now.
Every time I glanced at my phone the screen was a non stop waterfall of notifications.
The blogs had completely destroyed me...…. headlines everywhere, plastered in bold letters
Celia Giordano a rapist.
The insults and mockery was immense...….. the world was canceling me..... I even received death threats from strangers that are nothing but a speck of dust in my world.
"This is unfair!" I shrieked..... voice cracking as a fresh wave of tears spilled over my eyelashes.
I slammed my phone down onto the table.
"Look at what they are doing to me! They are calling me a criminal Dad!
"Alessandro did this... He leaked those Information to clear that bitch's name and now my reputation is completely dead in the water!"
