CHAPTER FOURTEEN

ELLA'S POV

I took Susan's phone and looked down at the screen again, still struggling to comprehend what I was seeing.

It was a photo of me from last night, standing unsteadily against a wall as some strange man had his hands on me. I remembered that blurry moment before someone pulled him away.

But this image falsely made it look like I was reciprocating, rather than recoiling from his advances.

Even worse was the malicious caption under the photo: "Caught red-handed throwing herself at a stranger, Ella revealed her true slutty colors. Thank God Damien came to his senses and dumped her for his Tutor/soulmate, Amelia."

I gasped, shaking my head in disbelief. This made it seem like I had cheated and Damien was justified in dumping me! But who would post such a blatant lie?

This had Amelia's manipulative fingers written all over it. She was clearly the only one who would benefit from cruelly making me look this after stealing Damien.

Susan grasped my shoulder. "Ella, take a deep brea