I watched the rumors spread unstoppably, unable to grasp anything solid enough to halt them. When the ALLIES::SEEK function activated, I discovered how quickly people step back from someone marked as wrong. Their eyes would drift away from mine during conversations as if my guilt might spread to them. I kept thinking someone would question the story, ask for proof, remember who I actually was.

The truth came out 16 months later. A screenshot, a timestamp, proof of where I really was that day. The moment should have felt like victory but instead sat hollow in my chest. People approached with awkward smiles, careful hugs, messages saying they "always knew" something wasn't right about the accusations. But I had seen their faces when they believed I was guilty. Now I walk through rooms wondering who would abandon me next time, knowing that no matter how carefully you live, someone else's words can erase you.