Chapter 172

Ethan's POV 

I read the blog over and over again, my eyes blinking each time, like my brain needed to reset after every sentence.

No matter how many times I read it, the words didn’t change. They stared back at me, sharp, mocking, unrelenting.

My gaze drifted upward toward the date it was published, just a few hours ago.

That couldn’t be right. My jaw clenched, my breath catching in my throat as a cold shiver ran down my spine.

This wasn’t possible.

This was the same post, the exact one a reporter had published over five years ago, back when Elena died. I could still remember that week vividly the chaos, the accusations, I had done everything I could to erase it. Everything.

But now… it was back.

I had paid a full cyber team to scrub it clean off the internet, to make sure not even a trace of it existed on any archive or dark web database.

So how? How could it resurface now, after all this time? Who had mana