The wedding fiasco succeeded in putting me at the center of a social media storm.

I woke up to my phone vibrating itself nearly off the bedside table under the weight of countless calls from unknown numbers. The pit in my stomach told me: this was the start of real trouble.

Within forty-eight hours, my personal information—not to mention my company details—was plastered all over the internet. Things spiraled fast.

The second I got out of my car at ...