"You say I was your bright moon? Dora, if you ever truly cared about me, why couldn't you believe a single word I said? Not even once?"
"You didn't even bother to verify if the video was real or fake before deciding I was trash?"
"Did it never occur to you that it could be an AI deepfake?"
Guy's shrill voice cut me off.
"Ms. Fox treated you like a god, and this is how you repay her?"
"The evidence is right there! What, you expect her to gaslight herself into believing your lies?"
I didn't waste my breath on him.
I stepped forward and seized his wrist.
"Guy, spreading rumors might only cost you an apology. But creating and distributing deepfake pornography of someone? That's detention and fines at minimum. At worst, it's prison time."
"If you want to dig your own grave, I'll gladly hand you the shovel."
Guy's face went chalk-white, as if I'd threatened him with something far worse than the law. He let out a panicked shriek.
"Ah! Mr. Gilbert... don't push me!"
He threw himself backward, slamming into the champagne tower behind him.
Crash!
The glittering crystal pyramid collapsed in an instant. Glass exploded outward. Golden liquid splashed across the floor.
"Guy!"