“Natalia, why are you being so unreasonable? What good will this do for you, for me, or for your fiancé?” Ashley's voice trembled as tears streamed down her cheeks. It was evident that the backlash had taken a toll on her; the netizens had not only unearthed her university details but had also exposed her home address. Suddenly, all her private information was out in the open, and she was visibly shaken by the consequences.
My mother let out a heavy sigh, her gaze filled with disappointment. “You really don’t understand, do you? I only said a few things to you yesterday. Why did you have to go and post this online? The internet is not a kind place. Don’t be so extreme, Natalia. This won’t do you or Finley any good.”
“You’re getting married soon!” she added, her tone sharp with urgency.
Just then, I could hear the commotion outside. It sounded like reporters and onlookers had gathered, blocking the hospital entrance, and I realized the storm I had unleashed was far from over.