"I MIGHT HAVE FUCKED IT UP..."

"Are you alright?"

"She is...she is fine, Mr. Mendoza..."

"Can you pass the phone to my daughter, Bea?"

George pressed getting annoyed. He wanted to know from his daughter's mouth.

"Miss Mendoza, your father..."

Before she could complete it, Tiffany snatched the phone out of her hold and responded to her father.

"It was a false alarm, Dad.

I'm fine."

He calmed down a bit. Melanie was standing right beside him.

"Why did not you come home, Tiffy?"

There was no response. She was too consumed in her head to keep track of the conversation.

"What is wrong, Tiffy?"

Hearing no response from her side, George knew that something was up. Tiffany was not the kind to get terrified so easily.

"I might have fucked it up, dad."

She broke down.

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As the Mercedes drove forward, she could not help but think about what had happened.

"You initiated it...I tried to stop it but you were adamant about it."

Sean told her but she could not come to believe him.

"You are lying...you have to be fucking lying."

She yelled out, about to attack him but Bea held her back.

"Why will I?  What is there for me in it?"

He retorted back.

Tiffany's hands were on her head as she tried to process the information, all of it together.

Just how could she fuck it all up? Just like that?

"The pictures..."

"Are not going out ok?"

Sean tried to calm her down to which she just passed him a look that straightaway signaled she would murder him right in that moment if she could.

"How do you know?"

Bea implored.

"My men will be taking care of it ok?

It is going to be fine..."

He walked closer to Tiffany and instantly she got up, avoiding any kind of contact with him.

"Stay away from me."

She raised her hand, getting angry...unsure if it was on herself or the man that was standing before her.

"You better make sure those pictures are taken down because I know nothing happened between us..."

"I will not lie about such a thing, Tiffany..."

Before he could complete it, she slapped him right across his face, shutting him up for good.

"I know you are lying so shut the fuck up!"

She was shaking, with tears coming out of her eyes. Bea came to her rescue and consoled her as they both left together.

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She had been trying to get ahold of Adam for quite a long time since then.

Every time the call went to a voice note, she would get disappointed.

Ever since that night, they had not called or even texted. She did text him but there was no response from his side.

Her mind was eating her up as she thought about that incident.

She had been trying to connect with Sean too wanting to know what had happened. If he had controlled the situation or not?

But there was no response from him.

And that drew her mind further crazy, making her paranoid about the situation.

No matter how much she tried to recall the events of that night, she just could not come to get any of it right.

All she could collect were bits of it, no coherent picture. All she remembered was being escorted out of the bar by that bastard and nothing else.

She could not even tell if it was right to be in denial about what had happened or continue to hold to her gut telling her that nothing as such had happened.

Maybe she should not have come down so harshly on the guy.

Maybe she could have just tried to handle the situation more calmly.

Could then it have been better?

She had no answers to the questions that were swimming inside her mind.

"Tiffy?"

For a moment, the knock on the door made her look up at it. But it was of no use as she resumed back to her original state.

"Tiffy! Open the fucking door!"

"I do not want to eat, Melanie!"

She yelled out at her sister. She had no appetite. And her sister had been bothering her nonstop about it.

"But Tiffy..."

"Oh fuck off! Melanie!!"

She cursed out. But then what her sister let out next made her lose her mind for good.

"You might want to turn the television on, Tiffy."

That was all she said before leaving and even though she did not move at first from her position, something about the last part got her attention.

What did Melanie mean by wanting to turn on the television?

She immediately got up to turn her television on and at the same time, her phone started to ring off.

It was Bea.

Why was she calling?

She answered it right away, and at the same time turned the television.

"Miss Mendoza..."

"Lewd pictures of the supermodel Tiffany Mendoza had gone viral."

She could not believe her ears and eyes as she saw the footage and the leaked pictures in the background.

"Do not worry, Miss Mendoza...the PR team is on the motion to get it right...."

Bea's voice was taken over by the news as she watched herself on the big screen, nothing new.

The only difference lay in the fact that it was going to tarnish her reputation for good, breaking so many people's trust in her at the same time...

And she could not begin to wonder about what could have been Adam thinking about in that moment?

Was it all over for good?