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Sasha
Holy fuck.I have no words.I don’t understand what’s happening rn.
Kristen
Adeline just texted me.She said Jameson’s solution to the whole ordeal is to, and I quote, “just buy the fucking Instagram account and shut the fucking thing down.”I’m seriously thinking that’s a great idea.I’m here if you need me xx
I stare at my phone, wondering what the hell has happened.Clearly something on the Instagram account.A moment later, my heart crashes into my chest as I read the post.
@thetea_gasp
Well, this is an interesting turn of events, friends.Just last month @callanblack was getting raunchy with his bestie @olivialancaster.It seems that friendship might be over now because look at him getting cozy with @therealpeneloperush last night.You may recall he was all over Penelope weeks before he was all over his ex-bestie.Oof.This is so a hard launch, but then that’s what we thought after we saw those pics of him with ex-bestie too.It seems this Black brother just isn’t up for a forever bae.We feel sorry for Olivia in all this.Girl just can’t catch a break.
The photos of Callan with Penelope at a restaurant last night are hard to look at.They’re extremely close in all three photos.He’s saying something against her ear in one of them.She’s got her hand resting on his cheek in another.And they’re walking arm-in-arm in another.
I take a seat and switch my phone back to silent.
I need a minute.
Scratch that, I need many minutes.
I’m with Sasha.I don’t understand what’s happening right now.
“Okay,” I pep talk myself.“Think about this.Think about everything that’s happened.And fucking think about the fact Callan’s your best friend and has been since you were eight.”
I take a deep breath.
I switch my lawyer brain on.
And I think this through rationally.
* * *
I don’t reply to any of the texts from my friends.There’s no time.Instead, I tell Hayden I’m taking the rest of the day off, I make some calls to contacts I have, and I go find Penelope fucking Rush.
Thanks to her Instagram stories, I find her at a hair salon.She spots me the moment I walk in and watches me with a self-satisfied expression.
“Look what the cat dragged in,” she snarls when I’m standing in front of her.
“I won’t take up a lot of your time.”
She lounges back and crosses her legs.“Oh, go ahead.Take as much as you need.I imagine you’re feeling like a fool today and need to get some of that off your chest.”
“Actually, no, I’m not feeling like that at all.”
“Oh, really?I would be if I was in your shoes.Callan really played you, didn’t he?”
“You’d like me to believe that, wouldn’t you?”
She shrugs.“I don’t care what you believe, Olivia.”
“That’s not true, though, is it?I mean, you set that entire scenario up last night for my benefit.That says a lot about how much you care.But here’s where you and I differ, Penelope.I ask myself what the greatest assumption is that I can make about a person before I assume the worst.You’re always looking for the worst in people and giving the worst right alongside that.”
“That was a lot of words for having said not much.”
“I called around the photographers I know through work.The guys that assholes pay to snap photos of my clients to screw them over.One of them confirmed he took the photos of you and Callan last night.At your request.You saw Callan at the same restaurant you were dining in and you found a photographer to come and take photos of a lie.”
That slows her all the way down.And causes her to glare at me.
