The crowd's attitude took another nosedive, and people began to openly condemn Raegan.

“Oh, my God. It's true. She doesn't look the type. I never saw this coming."

“What a disgrace. Bah, she deserves it.”

"I wish I could slap her in the face. She's disgusting."

Raegan's mind went blank.

The air thickened with cruel words, which came at her from all directions.

She numbly turned around in a daze. Her gaze fell on her grandmother, who was picking up one of the photos from the ground. Her hands shook, and her eyes widened with a mix of surprise and disbelief.

Raegan felt she had been pierced by an invisible dagger.

She wanted to tell her grandmother that the pictures had been photoshopped.

But when she caught sight of the hurt and disappointment on her grandmother's face, her lips felt glued shut. Her throat felt like it was on fire, and she was filled with dread and despair.

In that instant, Raegan felt as though she had been cast into the abyss.

Click. The sounds of camera shutters pierced the air.

Someone in the crowd initiated the action, and soon enough, everyone had their phones out to capture the humiliating scene.

Within moments, they uploaded the photos and videos to social media platforms, igniting another wildfire of online chatter.

“These pictures... They're fake! They're photoshopped!" Raegan frantically explained.

However, her words fell on deaf ears. No one opted to listen to her.

Precisely speaking, they deliberately chose to ignore her.

Mockery and scorn descended upon Raegan like a flock of vultures, eager to tear her apart.

Those hateful words seemed to materialize into monstrous entities, lunging at Raegan and gnawing her flesh and spirit.

Her body started shaking uncontrollably.