“Oh my God, have you seen this?!”

The loud voice from the office pantry made Deviana’s hand freeze mid-air, her coffee cup trembling. Her body already sensed trouble before her mind caught up.

“What is it?” another colleague asked, walking closer.

“Photos of Deviana! Cozying up with some guy at a hotel. They say his name is Kevin—young investor.”

Laughter and whispers instantly filled the room. Deviana stood frozen, her face stiff.

“What do you mean?” she asked hoarsely.

A female coworker who was always hostile toward her shoved a phone in front of her face. On the screen, clear as day, was someone who looked exactly like her—sitting on...