Wendy's POV
I woke up that morning feeling lighter than I had in days. Today was going to be a good day. I could feel it.
I took extra care getting ready, choosing my best outfit, making sure my hair fell perfectly. Damon would see me today. Maybe he'd finally realize what he was missing. Maybe he'd come to his senses about that girl.
I drove to campus with music playing, humming along. Everything was going to work out. It had to.
But the moment I walked through the school gates, I knew something was wrong. Groups of students were huddled together, their phones out, whispering excitedly.
"Have you seen them?" one girl said.
"I can't believe it's real," another replied.
Curious, I moved closer to a group near the entrance. One of them looked up and saw me. Her eyes went wide.
"Wendy
