Chapter 21: The Storm Break
Diane's POV
The phone wouldn't stop ringing. My hands trembled as I stared at the screen, watching my name trend for all the wrong reasons. My life was unraveling, and the world wanted front-row seats.
I watched as the screen lit up with a seemingly endless stream of missed calls, text messages, and emails. Everyone wanted answers, explanations—my side of the story. But how could I give them what I didn't have myself?
The first call I answered was from my boss, Robert. His voice was filled with concern.
"Diane, I just saw the news. Are you alright?"
I appreciated his genuine worry. "I'm hanging in there, Robert. Thank you for asking."
"Listen, if you need anything—time off, a reduced workload, anything at all—just let me know. We're here for you."
His words warmed my heart. "I appreciate that, Robert. For now, I think work is actually helping me stay grounded. But I'll let you know if that changes."
After hanging up, I scrolled through the missed calls and messages. There were dozens from colleagues, acquaintances, and even a few from reporters seeking comments. I felt a mix of emotions—embarrassment, anger.
With trembling hands, I picked up the phone, scrolling through the list of calls. One name made my heart clench: Noah. Liam's best friend. I quickly scrolled past it, unable to face even the thought of that conversation.
A text message popped up from an unknown number: