The fallout was swift and devastating. Fans of the drama I worked tirelessly to promote turned against me. The account I nurtured for years lost 100,000 followers in no time, erasing my hard work as if it had never existed.
Yet, no one saw Nicole’s actions for what they truly were. Instead, I was blamed—labeled the obstacle standing in the way of her youthful dreams.
The messages read, “Why can’t you just support her? She’s young and passionate!”
A message from my boss popped up on my phone that evening, dragging me further into despair.
[Skylar, come see me tomorrow. I need to talk to you.]
A chill settled in my chest. I knew the meeting would bring more bad news, but I couldn’t have anticipated the depth of it.
When I met with Manager Lee, his expression was grim and he spoke in a slow, deliberate tone. "Skylar, this is the media business. Audience approval is everything. How can I let you continue in this position after all this?"
His words hung heavy in the air.
My chest tightened as I realized the implication. "Do you mean to demote me? You’re asking me to work under the newcomers now?"