CASSIE’S POV
The moment I saw her, everything inside me shifted.
Celeste stood in the middle of the living room like she belonged there, like she had every right to walk into this place.
She was dressed perfectly, of course. She wore a fitted cream dress that hugged her figure in all the right places. Her hair fell in smooth waves over her shoulders. Her makeup was soft but flawless. She looked like something out of a dream.
Two girls stood beside her, and I recognized both of them immediately.
Brenda was there, the one who ran the social media page that had posted my school picture with those nasty comments. Jessie stood next to her, the same girl who had once quietly moved her seat in class just to avoid sitting near me.
They were both dressed up like Celeste.
Darren and Bastia
