OLIVIA
Every single person in the hall was staring at me now, their eyes sharp with scrutiny, trying to determine if Sam was right—if I really did look like Christian's mystery fiancée.
The one they were all dying to uncover.
My hair matched the one in the photo exactly, and my body size too. Of course, that was me in the picture. A mask and scarf had covered most of my face, but anyone who knew me well enough would be able to tell.
But these people didn't know me well. They've been around for years but they never truly saw me. To them, I was just background noise, never worth paying any attention to.
Well, except, whenever they ridiculed me.
I swallowed hard, silently praying that my classmates wouldn't put the pieces together.
"Oh, please!" Ivy's sharp voice cut through my panic
