Chapter 30: You’re the Fraud
*Sophie’s POV*
The sun pierced through the window as I grabbed my phone and turned off the alarm. I had forgotten to shut it off last night. I no longer had a job to go to, so there was no purpose in having the alarm on. It felt weird to wake up with no agenda. It was as if I didn’t know how to function. What should I do with my life today?
'Hmm, I do need to apply for more jobs,' I thought to myself.
I entered the passcode on my phone, tapped on my Twitter app, and began scrolling through my news feed.
"Miami's hottest bachelor Nigel Smith is surely finding ways to deal with the fallout of his interview with journalist Sophie Jones."
The first thing I saw was a picture of Nigel holding a blond-haired woman's hand, walking toward what appeared to be women covered in foam.
Wow! So, I meant nothing to him. I was infuriated staring at the picture, and my temptation to text him overtook me.