I Made You I Break You

Summary

I couldn't help but smirk.

On the very night Judy Bell secured her first Best Actress nomination—a feat built entirely on the back of my sweat and influence—she stood before a swarm of reporters and accused me of being a tyrant.

Into the glowing lens of the cameras, she wept about how "the machine" had stifled her soul, how she had been forced into a hyper-sexualized brand, and how every stitch of clothing she wore was a calculated move by a cold, corporate hand. My hand.

She declared to the world that tonight, she was finally breaking her chains.