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The last thing I saw was the unforgiving concrete of the Queensboro Bridge, rushing up to meet me. The last thing I heard was the online roar of a digital lynch mob, accusing me of being a fraud, a plagiarist who stole from Madison Clark, the supposed genius.
My name is Chloe Evans, a filmmaker, and my short films were my life – until Madison, the newly discovered heiress, started posting crude versions of my work online, always three days before my official releases.
Her attacks didn't just ruin my career, bankrupt me with endless lawsuits, and break my spirit with relentless online hate; she did the same to my friends, Leo and Anya, destroying their lives, too.
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