ut I just stared out the window at the dark highway. The viral clip was already everywhere. My phone bu

scrubbing the festival grime and the memory of his face o

veryone had seen the video. I walked to my studio class with my he

p to the class we

tside the arts building. He looked terrible. His eye

arted, his voice crack

I said, trying t

like. Tiffany was just... she was upset. Her f

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re sending her death threats. She's a mess. You have to hel

e cheated, got caught in the most public way

her?" I asked, my voice dangerous

g to anger. "You always have to be the center of attention, don't you

pped and looked hi

ou want a

y Instagram. His pathetic attempt at damage control came an hour la

parate ways a few weeks ago. We wish each other the best. Please respect our privacy and st

e history. To make me t

photo album and my text messages.

new post. A

from the morning of the festival. "I love you

t from two days before that. "Thin

t week. "You're my e

of us from the week before he claimed we'd broken up. I titled the post

entary. I didn't need to. T

t 'p

from my life. My phone immediately started blowing up again, but this time, it was different. The tide of p

dia war was o