She thinks she knows me. It’s all a lie. She has no idea what the truth really is . . .
I let my fans think they know every detail of my life.
My Instagram page is carefully curated for my 800,000 followers: my latest manicure, behind the scenes content from my yoga studio and gifted collabs from the hottest brands. It all looks so glamorous.
But they don’t see the other side — the vicious messages and anonymous threats.
They only see what I want them to see.
I keep most people at a distance.
Until I meet our new cleaner at the yoga studio. She’s only eighteen and she’s just moved to the city. She has nowhere to go. I feel bad for her. I know what it’s like to be alone. So I let her stay with me.
I thought it was a chance meeting. I had no idea it wasn’t . . .
And now she wants to know everything about me. She wants to get closer to me.
She thinks she knows me. It’s all a lie. She has no idea what the truth really is . . .
I let my fans think they know every detail of my life.
My Instagram page is carefully curated for my 800,000 followers: my latest manicure, behind the scenes content from my yoga studio and gifted collabs from the hottest brands. It all looks so glamorous.
But they don’t see the other side — the vicious messages and anonymous threats.
They only see what I want them to see.
I keep most people at a distance.
Until I meet our new cleaner at the yoga studio. She’s only eighteen and she’s just moved to the city. She has nowhere to go. I feel bad for her. I know what it’s like to be alone. So I let her stay with me.
I thought it was a chance meeting. I had no idea it wasn’t . . .
And now she wants to know everything about me. She wants to get closer to me.