Mia’s follower count was 1.2 million. One post from her could crash a rumor mill or send a stock price of a fashion brand tumbling. She had power.
“The balcony you stood on? That belongs to a man who rents the apartment on a week-to-week basis. We own the building, Mia. We own the apartment. You were on our property.” shesshfans
The glow of the screen was the only light in Mia’s room. At 2:17 AM, the rest of the world was asleep, but Mia was wide awake, thumb hovering over the post button. Mia’s follower count was 1
Now, it was a movement.