23
Sasha
Isabelle
You already know this isn’t good news
It’s a lot. Stay with me
Okay, here goes
Heather Erin and your security talked to me the day after you left. I told them you seemed restless when I was over. Not like a danger to yourself, just distracted. For a while, I kept posting as if you were around. Then there started to be noise that you’d broken up with me and I was in denial. Since I was romantic about us and your accounts are silent
I’m sort of insulted. If we broke up, I’d go all Princess Di liberated and parade around looking fabulous, not pine. You’d be heartbroken and mysterious and write songs about me. That’d be the best look for us if we need to do that, especially if we plan to get back together later. People are too confused to figure out who to be angry at right now, so it would be good publicity. Except you’re trying to disappear
It’s quiet for now, but Augustus’s court case is going well. Or … not well. It looks like he might get away with it all. Which means the Channel wants you back
Today, Heather Erin brought me into her office along with some of your producers, the twins and LucSee. We had to sign special NDAs on top of our contracts, then she basically interrogated us. I guess they thought LucSee and you might be close from touring together, or that the twins were friends with you too and not just Augustus. I know it was lonely, but I think the helmet saved you. No one knew anything. I stuck to my story. Whenever you’re back, don’t talk about me before consulting me
Augustus hasn’t even asked me about you. I’m sorry. You know how he is
There’s been a deliberate “leak”
that says you’re taking a break from media scrutiny. Frame it as wellness. People are talking rehab, but that’s not from the Channel. When people ask me about it, I’ve been redirecting. Celebrities are people too, that bullshit. I’ve got to toe the Channel’s line from now on. They’re already suspicious of me
Heather Erin is looking for you. She’s in the how-could-he-do-this-to-me phase of anger. You should come in. You know she gets cruel. This could fuck up your entire life, Alexander. Maybe you could wait until your contract’s done at 21? It’s not too late. You’ll have to show your face, but people might forget it eventually. Someday
If you’re not coming back, lie low. Be a whisper for me, ok?
I didn’t realize how much I missed you until writing this. Please be safe