Chapter 11

Aria's POV My apartment felt brighter tonight than it had in weeks. Scrolling through my phone alongside Lillian, I couldn't help but feel a surge of vindication as we read comment after comment supporting me and eviscerating Sophia. "Oh my god, look at this one!" Lillian thrust her phone in my face, nearly spilling her wine in excitement. She thrust her phone at me, and I scrolled through dozens of scathing comments: "Sophia Clarke went from 'poor fragile thing' to 'homewrecking witch' real quick!" "Anyone notice how her 'anxiety attacks' always happen when Liam needs to choose between her and Aria?" "Imagine being so pathetic you need to steal someone else's fiancé ON THEIR WEDDING DAY!" I couldn't help the satisfaction that bloomed in my chest. "This is... wow. I never thought I'd say this, but social media can be beautiful sometimes." "This isn't just social media magic," Lillian pointed out, refilling our glasses. "It's the Carter effect. The moment Aiden's company confirmed your