The Mic Drop Queen: My Unapologetic Rise

The desert heat of Coachella was intense, but I was ready for a day of music and fun, especially knowing my boyfriend, Jake, was five hours away, supposedly stuck in the library studying for a huge exam.

My phone buzzed in my hand, a small notification flashing: "Connected to Jake' s iPhone."

My heart stopped.

He was here, his personal hotspot active, confirming the lie.

Then, the crowd cam zoomed in, and my face filled the giant screens.

A mic was thrust into my hand, and in front of thousands, I asked for my 'lost' boyfriend, describing his distinctive Nirvana shirt and backward cap.