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"God, no." Sadie said immediately. "I privated all my accounts until Zara made me turn them back on."
"The trolls are going to troll so good on you, but just so you know, Ryan is really getting hit hard."
Sadie's brows scrunched as she took her in. "I don't really care."
"Oh, and you shouldn't," Becca said, taking her by the arm. "He's getting what he deserves. I just wanted you to know most people could see through his bullshit."
Becca walked her into the room of the mixer arm in arm. The cameras came to follow them. Sadie tried to ignore it, but ever since the show aired being filmed made her skin crawl. She just wanted to go back to Mystic Falls and curl up with Lucas and watch bad TV and forget all of this.
"Sadie," said a bright voice. "I'm so glad you're here. I think we need to adjust your mic."
She turned and saw Zara beaming at her. "I didn't really have a choice," Sadie said as the sound person started messing with the mic back that was tied on her back under her shirt.
"We do want to get the conversation with you and Ryan on film."
Sadie shot her a look. "I wasn't planning on speaking with him."
"Why?"
Sadie's mouth fell open. She was so done creating drama for this show to make bank on. "Because I have nothing to say to him. I have to be here contractually. I'm here. But I'm not talking to him. And honestly, I'm here for ten minutes before I head back to my room."
"Okay," Zara said with a shrug.
Sadie made her way to the end of the bar where Ryan was not, but she could feel his eyes on her. With her drink in her hand, she made her way back over to Becca who was talking to some of the other women. That seemed like the safest place to be right now. They all embraced her, and she listened to them hash out internet drama. Two couples had successfully gotten married and from what she was hearing it sounded like only one couple was happy.
"Sadie," a voice said behind her. "Can we talk?"
Her heart dropped. She knew that voice. She knew the cameras were trained on her. Why did she think she was going to be able to make it out of here without talking to him? While she wanted to tell him to get the fuck away from her, she didn't want to give the show any other clip worthy pieces. She was gonna gray rock this bitch. Be as boring as possible, it was the only way she could make it through this.
She nodded and stepped away from the group, but not before Becca's hand reached out and made eye contact making sure she was ok. Sadie gave a little nod and walked away with him. She tried to ignore the cameras following them. She'd almost gotten used to them on the show, but now she hated them.
"How are you?" he asked.
"I'm good. How are you?" she said, trying to pretend as hard as she could to be unaffected by all this.
"It's been hard."
She swallowed a lump in her throat. "I'm sorry you're having a hard time," she said a little too sharply.
"Are you having a hard time?"
"No. I'm fine."
"Sadie," he said, reaching for her hand. "You can be honest with me. We loved each other once."
She ripped her hand out of his wanting to scream 'Don't fucking touch me', but instead she dug deep for her peacefulsmile. She would not give them drama to air. "Well, things end. I wish you the best, but I have to go."
"That's it?" he bit back at her, his mask slipping a little.
"Did you need something else?"
He just glared at her, but she was not going to do this. She turned and started undoing her mic pack as she made her way over to Zara. "I came. I said hello. I'm leaving," she said as she pulled the mic off her.
Before Zara could even respond Sadie was making her way back to the elevator. As the doors closed, she finally allowed her icy demeanor to break, and tears started to stream down her face.
Why was she even crying? He meant nothing to her. She was happy with Lucas. She was happy in Mystic Falls. But being back here with all these people was testing her.
She pulled her phone from her pocket and pulled up Lucas's number.
