At home, Tamara sat comfortably on the sofa with a small pillow supporting her back. Her stomach, still flat but sensitive, made her rest more often since the doctor had advised her to take leave. She held her phone with a scowling face.

“Oh my God… this woman is getting more and more shameless!” Tamara grumbled to herself as she scrolled through the screen. Her eyes kept staring at Fabby’s posts that were going increasingly viral.

The dramatic captions from the former secretary ...