"And our tenth anniversary essay collection—why is she suddenly the heroine?"
"Fabian, don't you think you owe me an explanation?"
His gaze dropped slightly. Something unreadable flickered in his eyes.
"Our essay collection has nothing to do with Doris."
He pulled a manuscript from his study drawer.
"Look. This is this year's edition. I finished writing it—just haven't sent it to the publisher yet."
I froze. Flipping through a few pages, I saw it was indeed different from the tenth volume circulating online.
"That doesn't make sense. Where there's smoke, there's fire."
I opened my laptop and pulled up the essay collection that the internet claimed Fabian had written himself.
"It's all over the internet. Everyone's saying the heroine in this one is Doris."
"She even posted about it on social media to celebrate."
"You didn't know?"
Fabian sighed, looking helpless.
"Sara, how old are you? You're really going to believe baseless rumors from the internet?"
"As for Doris's post—I saw it too."
"I asked her about it. She said she posted it on a dare during a game of truth or dare at a party with friends."
"Young girls these days are all like that. It was just for fun."