The attached images were of me getting out of different luxury cars.
Every comment under the post was filled with insults.
"I can't believe our college has someone like this. She should be expelled before she ruins the college's reputation."
"Disgusting, selling her body for money."
"She always acts so high and mighty, but behind the scenes, she's just a rich man's pet."
"I suggest the college deal with her seriously. Being in the same college with someone like her is a stain on our reputation."
My grip tightened around my phone. This was clearly a deliberate smear campaign.
Just as I was about to find someone to track down the person spreading these rumors, a group of students hurried past me.
"Did you see that Ferrari at the campus gate? I heard Serena gave it to Zachary."
"Yeah, Serena’s supposedly the daughter of the richest family, the Sinclairs. I'm so jealous of Zachary for getting in with the wealthiest."
My heart tightened.
The richest family’s daughter? Serena?
Serena was my roommate and we never got along. She always made snide, passive-aggressive comments toward me.
And Zachary—he was my boyfriend. After we met at a campus event, he pursued me fiercely.