The crowd of paparazzi were clapping and cheering for me. These were the same people who had once reveled in my downfall, the same faces that had gleefully spread the lies and rumors Jolette and Marco had used to tarnish my name. And yet, here they were, applauding me, offering their support in a way I had never imagined possible. I flipped them off and got in the SUV. Because fuck them for deciding to be decent now

