She Stole My Comic Ending And My Crush Chapter 10

She Stole My Comic Ending And My Crush Chapter 10

Brielle was gone when we returned to the suite. Keira and Jocelyn were still furious.

“Tell us what you need, Keira said. “Anything.”

Jocelyn paced beside my desk. “I want to track every one of those accounts.

“My cousin is a cybersecurity graduate student here. Should I call him?”

After the confrontation, I was somehow the calmest person in the room.

“Let me handle it first,” I told them. “If I need help, I promise I’ll ask.”

I reinstalled TikTok, found the video that had been spreading for almost two weeks, and forwarded it to

Adrian.

Mira: [Had you seen this?]

Then I contacted the reader who had made the analysis video.

Mira: [Hello. I’m the creator of *When Time Stayed Awake*.

Thank you for defending my work. May I post a clarification beneath your video?]

I attached screenshots from the creator dashboard.

The reader replied with immediate, breathless excitement and gave me permission.

Adrian did not answer until after my evening lecture

Adrian: [I’m sorry. I had never seen any of Brielle’s videos before today.]

Adrian: [I spoke to her as soon as you sent it. We were wrong, and she agreed to remove the video.]

Adrian: (Tell me what compensation you need. I’ll handle it, and I’m apologizing for her too.

I’m sorry.)

Was this what loving someone meant? Protecting her, considering every consequence for her, and stepping in front of every problem before it reached her?

I took a long time to answer.

Mira: [Brielle must post an apology video or give me a signed written apology.

Either version must explain the relevant facts and state that she will stop making false claims about me.]

Mira: [She must also agree to correct the rumor whenever she hears or sees it repeated. I will accept no other Chapter 10

form of apology.]

Mira: [Her follower count and the reach of these videos had already caused measurable harm.

I will speak to an attorney about defamation and online harassment, and I reserve the right to take legal action.]

Mira: [Second, I need to publish part of our message history. Did I have your consent?]

Mira: [Finally, neither of you should discuss me in public again. I will follow the same rule.]

This time, Adrian answered quickly.

Adrian: [For my sake, could you step back on the apology? She could apologize to you in person.]

Step back?

The suite lights were off. Brielle had not returned.

I studied eleven years of messages on the screen.

Only twenty-one days had passed since our planned meeting, yet Adrian and I already faced each other like

opponents.

I tried to smile, but my mouth refused to cooperate.

I remembered the day I met Adrian when we were nine. He had been almost my height, but he stood in front of me like an adult and spoke to the terrified child I was.

“Don’t be afraid,” he had said. “You have to be brave.

“Then people will know they can’t hurt you again.”

Adrian, if I betrayed myself for you, I would eventually begin to hate you.

I truly did not want to hate you.

I quoted my earlier sentence and replied.

Mira: [I will accept no other form of apology.]

Then Adrian responded to my three conditions one by one.

Adrian: (All right.]

Adrian: [You had my consent.]

Adrian: [Neither of us will mention you again.]

My eyes burned, and for once, they refused to obey me too.

Adrian, I had spent eleven years reaching the closest point our lives had ever shared. Somehow, it became the greatest distance between us.