Getting through the walls of Alexandria

Alexandria had always been the quiet one. The kind of girl who slipped through the cracks of attention, preferring the safety of shadows over the glare of the spotlight. She excelled in silence, making her the top student in her college. It was a title she carried with pride-one that reflected years of hard work and sacrifice. But success, it seemed, came with enemies.

Her rival, who had long envied her accomplishments, had been biding their time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The night of her graduation began with laughter and congratulations, her friends urging her to join them for one celebratory drink. Just one. What happened after that was a blur.

The next morning, she woke with a pounding headache next to a man she didn't recognize. Panic gripped her as she scrambled to piece together what had happened. Her phone buzzed relentlessly on the nightstand, and when she finally mustered the courage to look, her stomach dropped. Photos of her and the stranger in compromising positions were splashed across every social media platform. The captions were cruel, the comments even worse. Whispers of scandal spread like wildfire, her name suddenly on everyone's lips. But Alexandria knew the truth. Nothing had happened. The photos were staged, the entire situation orchestrated.

Shame burned hotter than anger as the reality of her situation sunk in. Her reputation-everything she had worked so hard to build-was in ruins. The whispers followed her everywhere. People she thought were friends turned away, their gazes filled with judgment or pity. Unable to face the humiliation, Alexandria made the hardest decision of leaving behind the city she once called home, feeling the weight of her disgrace lift ever so slightly, but the scars remained.

Little did she know, fate wasn't finished with her yet.