The storm was finally beginning to settle.
As Nicole promised, he did exactly what he said he would. Within a week, my name was scrubbed clean from every possible news outlet.
The articles that had accused me, the blog posts that twisted my story, and the videos that used my face for clicks were all gone.
He used his contacts, his significant influences, and probably a few threats as well, because by the time he was done, it was as if Elena Kingsley Morris, the traitor, had never committed such a thing.
He even planted seeds of suspicion that Dave and I were ever truly married. My family wanted to take this situation to their advantage.
Hence, they disclosed the info, but now are facing doubtful questions about whether it was the truth or did they really used the situation to their convenience.
For the first time in months, I could look at my reflection without feeling like the whole world was sneering back at me, but peace didn't mean freedom.
