VALENTINA'S POV
The internet had found me.
That was my first coherent thought when I woke up the next morning, not the messy day I previously had, not Damon, the hockey game, or the kiss, but me and my internet scandal.
I lay motionless in bed, staring at the ceiling while pale sunlight filtered through the dorm room curtains. For a few blissful seconds, I almost convinced myself the anonymous account had been a nightmare.
Then my phone buzzed repeatedly, and the screen lit up like a Christmas tree. Messages, notifications, tags, mentions, and videos crowded my screen. My stomach immediately dropped.
“Nope."
I rolled over and shoved my face into my pillow. The phone continued vibrating relentlessly, like it was possessed.
Across the room, Chloe sat at her desk, unusually quiet for
