He Filmed Us In Bed Then Took My College Admission Chapter 05

He Filmed Us In Bed Then Took My College Admission Chapter 05

Logan’s pupils shook.

He held his breath and kept scrolling.

[She framed poor innocent Sierra. Turns out she’s the shameless one herself, utterly vicious.]

[Not even blurred. Just how promiscuous is she? She’s probably riddled with all sorts of illnesses.]

[She’s barely eighteen. Like mother like daughter, her parents must be terrible to raise such a brazen girl who thinks of nothing but lewd affairs with men.]

[Sierra is the real victim here. A hardworking Crestmont student who had to deal with this dreadful sponsor who was probably just jealous of her from the start.]

[Good riddance. Hope she reborns into something decent in her next life.]

His fingers started shaking uncontrollably.

It took him several tries to pull away from those harsh comments he could no longer bear to read.

Yet the footage had spread across every single online space-class groups, social feeds, every platform there was.

Even though the cyber police moved quickly to take it down,

They couldn’t keep up with how fast it spread.

People had already turned the original video into memes, edits, and reaction clips.

Edited photos. Fake obituaries. Insults everywhere.

The phone slipped from Logan’s hand and hit the floor with a crack.

The black screen reflected his face, completely drained of color.

How did this happen?

He was about to delete that video. Why was it online?

He didn’t post it. He never would have.

I was going to be his wife. He would never let such private footage spread all over the internet for everyone to see.

His earlier threats were nothing more than empty words meant to discipline me.

He never meant to actually post it.

Then he remembered the comment he just saw.

Logan felt like all the blood in his body had frozen solid.

He grabbed his phone and found that comment again.

Every word was like a poisoned needle, stabbing straight into his barely beating heart.

Drove into the river?

Dead?

His legs gave out. He slumped against the wall.

By the time he realized what he was doing, he was already sprinting toward the elevator.

Sierra ran out of the hospital room and grabbed his arm. “Logan, where are you going? I’m scared Eliana might send someone after me. Please stay with me.”

Logan spun around, his eyes so red they looked like they were bleeding.

“Get off me!” He shoved her away.

Sierra gritted her teeth, unwilling to let go, but one look at his murderous expression made her

shrink back.

Logan laughed, but there was no humor in it. “How did that video get online? No one touched my phone except you after we left Eliana’s room.”

The truth clicked into place in seconds.

All the lies and schemes that seemed flawless before now fell apart with the smallest amount of

scrutiny.

Logan hated himself for not deleting the video immediately before he left.

He thought about how dead my eyes had looked. He wanted to kill himself.

But not yet.

He pointed a warning finger at Sierra. “You’d better pray you had nothing to do with this. If

something happened to Ellie, you’ll pay with your life.”

Logan ran so many red lights he lost count.

By the time he got to the bridge, all he saw was the rushing water and a rescue team packing up their gear.

He grabbed one of them, frantic. “Where is she? Did you save her? Is she okay?”

The rescue worker stopped what he was doing and frowned. “Who are you to her?”

“Her boyfriend. No, I’m her fiancé. We’re supposed to get married after graduation.”

The rescue worker shook his head slowly and pointed at the black car being pulled from the water

“There’s no one inside. The water’s too deep. We’ve already searched twice.”

He paused, choosing his words carefully. “You should prepare yourself.”