The Truth?

Hours passed as Christy and Vanessa poured over the documents and footage from the press conference. They scrutinized every detail, looking for any inconsistencies or signs of fabrication. It was a tedious process, but Christy felt a sense of purpose she hadn’t felt in a long time.

“We’re getting somewhere,” Vanessa said, pointing to a particular email. “This doesn’t add up. If we can prove this is fake, it will cast doubt on everything else they presented.”

Christy nodded, feeling a surge of energy. “And once we’ve discredited their evidence, we’ll take our story to the media. We’ll make sure everyone knows the truth.”

“We’ll need to be careful,” Vanessa warned. “Damien and Seraphina are serious opponents. They have resources and influence. But we’ve got the truth on our side.”

Christy smiled, a fierce light in her eyes. “I won’t let them get away with this. They’ll regret the day they decided to cross me.”

As the first light of dawn began to creep through the curtains, Christy felt