When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie) novel Chapter 112

When Eliana called, her voice was bubbling over with excitement. "Melanie, you owe me big time. I found the video that'll clear everything up. I posted it on my account. You better hit that like button pronto."

Glancing at my phone's dwindling battery life, I scrambled for my charger.

Eliana was more capable than I'd imagined. She found the restaurant video and even footage of her half-carrying me out of there.

Worried people might doubt her, Eliana hunted down footage from several businesses across the street. Different angles, same timeframe, there she was with Warren, helping me and Vinson leave.

On her social media, Eliana also exposed how Isla had deliberately targeted her family's restaurant last time, all to spin lies about me.

As for why Isla would do such a thing, Eliana didn't have to spell it out. The online detectives were on the case.

Over the phone, Eliana was ecstatic, practically fishing for compliments. "Melanie, tell me if I have the makings of a Sherlock Holmes?"

"I am justice incarnate! The dazzling moon goddess, Eliana! Your savior in shining armor!"

I flattered her. "Alright, guess I'll just have to offer myself in thanks. How's that sound?"

I couldn't help but laugh along, but then she suddenly scoffed. "Melanie, you're trying to use me, aren't you? You're not eyeing Warren's medical skills, trying to keep me around for a lifeline, huh? Not that I'd mind! Lol..."

Had she not mentioned it, I might have forgotten about my illness for a moment. I ran a hand over my bald head, regretting not buying a few more wigs from the boutique owner.

Getting a suitable wig, not to mention styling it, wasn’t as easy as it seemed.

After hanging up with Eliana, I noticed the tide of online comments had shifted dramatically.