Reborn To Ruin My Ex And His Muse

Summary

The day I announced my retirement, the internet threw a party. Twitter threads unraveled my career, Reddit celebrated my demise, and the industry breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Only one person defended me publicly. Sophie. My boyfriend’s childhood best friend.

“Maya is a brilliant voice in our industry. Losing her is a tragedy for cinema,” she posted, adorned with a heartbroken emoji.

I was a top-tier screenwriter. My scripts didn’t just get made; they started bidding wars.