The Last Text I Sent My Ex Ch 8

The Last Text I Sent My Ex Ch 8

Chapter 8

But Ryan’s cruelty didn’t stop there.

Three days before Stella was supposed to leave for abroad, she thought if she just avoided him, she’d make

it out clean.

Then Emma’s frantic call woke her up at the crack of dawn.

Stella, get your ass up! Check what I just sent you!”

Stella’s eyes flew open as she clicked Emma’s link.

It was Ivy’s Twitter post, calling Stella out for stealing her designs.

She’d posted both images side by side the poses, outfits, even the hair were identical. It looked like a

lam-dunk case of plagiarism.

Even Stella’s fans couldn’t defend this shit.

Stella had won awards and built a decent following online, while Ivy was basically a nobody.

A newbie calling out an established designer was getting major attention.

If the plagiarism stuck, people would start questioning everything Stella had ever created.

jome asshole even recognized her from that street fight and posted the video of Ivy’s friends beating her up, where they kept screaming “homewrecker!”

Her comments were a total dumpster fire.

No fucking way. My fave designer is canceled? Plagiarism AND being a side piece? This is wild.)

I checked the timestamps Stella’s version was definitely posted after Ivy’s. She’s done.)

(Jesus guess talent and character dort go together. How is someone this twisted?]

[Her tales was just studen work anyway)

Even Prufessui Martinez gu dragged into it with people Bonding her posts demanding Stella apologize.

Reading the hate, Bella’s hands were shaking

Only she and Ryan had ever seen the original files for them to match this perfectly, someone had to leak

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her work.

Her eyes went ice cold.

In the creative world, plagiarism accusations were career suicide.

Ryan knew exactly what this would do to her. And he did it anyway.

Professor Martinez texted right away, asking if she’d shown the original to anyone. She believed Stella

would never plagiarize.

Fighting back tears, Stella typed “don’t worry” and then started frantically writing a Twitter thread.

she’d wanted to lay low for her last few days here, but Ryan and Ivy had pushed her too far.

ine. Time to burn it all down.

Stella posted a long thread clearing up two things.

‘irst, the plagiarism bullshit. She always hid her signature in tiny details of her work. When she zoomed in in Ivy’s “original,” there was Stella’s name hidden in the corner.

Second, the homewrecker drama. Even though Ryan had deleted their texts and photos, three years of

nemories don’t just vanish.

Stella dug up proof they’d been together – old Instagram stories, tagged locations, friend comments. The imeline showed she was with Ryan way before Ivy came into the picture.

She also exposed how Ivy’s recent “designs” were all Stella’s work. She had every rough draft to prove it.

After posting everything, Stella’s hands dropped to her sides.

A wave of nausea hit her and she bolted to the bathroom, dry-heaving over the toilet.

When she finally stopped puking, she slowly stood up and wiped her face.

Three years down the drain. She’d been such an idiot to trust him.

Her thread went viral immediately, completely flipping the narrative. The hate was now directed at Ryan and Ivy, though some people were still waiting for more drama.

Stella sat on her bed like a zombie until loud banging on her door snapped her back to reality.

The Last Text I Sent My Ex

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