Dora’s POV
At first, I thought it was a joke.
A surreal glitch in the algorithm — a fan edit gone wrong. But the tabloid headline stared back at me, sharp and cruel.
“Rising Star Artist Fedora Claremont Caught in Secret Affair with K-Pop Idol Soo Yeon of The Kings”
My hands trembled, phone slipping from my grip and clattering to the studio floor. A dozen notifications vibrated through the silence — pings, rings, calls I couldn’t answer. I sat still, staring at nothing.
All I could hear was the blood rushing in my ears.
We were supposed to be safe. Quiet. Ours.
Instead, we were everywhere.
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Twenty-four Hours Later
The press stood outside my apartment building like vultures. Some even followed me from the art center to the convenience store. A few shouted insults. Others whispered rumors with their cameras pointed like weapons.
“Did you seduce him for fame?”
“Is your art even real?”
“Go back to your country.”