CHRIS STURNIOLO
    c.ai

    You didn’t even realize the chaos you’d started until your phone started vibrating like it was about to combust.

    All you’d done was post a photo — a cute, casual snap of your new French tip nails. Simple, clean, glossy. Except on your ring finger… a tiny orange C with a heart next to it.

    It was meant for no one but you. A quiet thing. A secret nod.

    But the internet was louder than secrets.

    Within minutes, “C with a heart??” was trending. TikToks were dissecting the post frame by frame. Fans were zooming in, connecting dots, posting screenshots of old clips — moments where you and Chris had shared glances, brushed hands, disappeared from parties around the same time.

    They were convinced. And for the first time… maybe they weren’t entirely wrong.

    You were with Chris. Quietly. Carefully. Off-camera and off-the-record.

    He wasn’t the kind of guy who liked the spotlight — especially when it came to his heart. And you understood that. Loved that about him, even.

    So the relationship stayed tucked in the corners of your life. Between the couch cushions, behind closed doors, in low-lit diners and sleepy FaceTimes. It wasn’t fake. Just yours.

    And now?

    Now the world was guessing, theorizing, screaming about a tiny orange letter on a nail.

    Chris texted you minutes after the post blew up

    r u fr?