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So much of it was wrong, he was surprised they had his name right. But there it was in black and white. They had his age wrong. Mostly. He wasn’t ten years older. It was six, but whatever.
Fuck.
He wasn’t the co-producer either. He’d helped mix like, two songs. That was barely anything. And using her for what? He produced jingles for cat food commercials for fuck’s sake! Also, Logan was the one being the shithead last night.
Damn. His people must work fast.
Zara had been hiding out with him eating burgers while her ex had been trying to dismantle her character.
He glanced up, suddenly feeling overexposed in the crowded airport. He pulled his hat down lower over his eyes like that would somehow disguise him and tried to ignore his increased heart rate.
He’d never, not once, worried about being recognized in public. Not even when he’d been in Winking Pete.
He’d been thebass playerfor fuck’s sake.
But being attached to Zara romantically could put him on the radar of strangers all over the world.
Fuck.
Poor Zara.
They did this to her all the time, didn’t they?
Make something up for the clicks and the public ate it up.
He knew he shouldn’t but he scrolled through the comments on the article.
“She’s always been a whore.”
“She’ll just use him too.”
“LOGAN! Call me! I would never cheat on you!”
“‘Failed rock band’ LOL I’ve never heard of them.”
His stomach churned and his throat tightened.
This fucking sucked. It was all lies!
He opened his texts to say something to Zara and stopped.
What could he even say? Sorry for existing? He imagined her people were already in her ear about what to do next, the steps to take, the words to say.
She didn’t need any tips from him.
No, the best thing he could do was nothing. Better not to be another voice in the shitstorm surrounding her.
He rubbed the back of his neck and closed his eyes, trying to focus. But his mind was a whirlwind.
He’d just been trying to do the right thing. And instead, he’d possibly made things worse for her. Not only that, but now his name was back out there. They’d start digging and repeating all the same shit they’d said years ago.
Fuck.
They’d call Shelby.
Of course they’d call Shelby.
And his mom.
