He Thought I’d Cry I Broadcast Their Affair novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5

The entire senior class showed up–over five hundred students, plus fifty–something staff.

The resort could handle thousands. Space wasn’t an issue.

Security was tight, so after a quick safety briefing, the teachers let the kids loose.

I sat in the security office, watching Finley bolt to Sienna’s room the second he was dismissed.

Everyone who checked in got access to a custom hotel app.

So, I sent a livestream notification to every single person. Linked it to the camera in Sienna’s room.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

Showtime.

Phones lit up across the resort. People opened the stream, curious.

The feed cut to a room-

Finley was scooping Sienna up, tossing her onto the bed.

She landed on the mattress, dress strap sliding off her shoulder, eyes half–lidded.

Her face was flushed.

So was her daughter Tina’s–except Tina’s was red from humiliation.

One of Tina’s classmates gasped. “Wait–Tina, is that your mom? And Mr. Hayes?!”

A few students and teachers were still in the lobby. That shout got everyone’s attention.

Phones came out. Eyes flicked between the screen and Tina.

Another classmate asked, “Wait, is Mr. Hayes your dad? Why don’t you have his last name?”

Someone else scoffed. “Mr. Hayes is twenty–six. Tina’s seventeen. Do the math.”

Suddenly, the sounds from the livestream got louder.

‘Baby, not so rough! Ah!”

Dozens of phones, all playing the same feed.

Students backed away from Tina. She stood alone in the middle of the lobby.

A few girls who’d always hated Tina sneered. “No wonder Mr. Hayes always gave you special treatment. Your mom was giving him special treatment in bed.”

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He Thought I’d Ca2 1 Broadcast Their Affair

Chapter 5

“God, she sounds disgusting”

Tina had always used her connection to Finley to bully people. Now? Payback.

Students whipped out their phones, snapping pics. Within seconds, screenshots were flying through group chats.

fina screamed, covering her face, and bolted toward her mom’s room.

This isn’t real! It’s AI! It’s fake!”

She pounded on the door. A crowd swarmed–students, teachers, even the principal, standing in the back with his face like stone.

Someone in the crowd muttered, “Holy shit. This is insane.”

Laughter rippled through the group. Tina kept hammering on the door, sobbing.

“Shut up! Get away! This is fake!”

The mocking laughter combined with the increasingly frantic door–pounding sounded like drumbeats announcing the opening act of a spectacle.

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