Hated

Getting ready, I walk back through. Everyone is already sitting. Today, Darius is sitting with us. There are two spare seats. Why isn't Kellan Here?

Ignoring the thoughts, I walk through and sit. Everyone averts their eyes and avoids looking at me.

I smile at Sage, but she turns away from me. Of course, everyone knows. Like Willow would keep it to herself. My eyes go to her, and her hair is now up to her ears. It was always so long and beautiful, so I feel for her.

Part of me wants to apologise; the fact that someone used magic to look like me to do it makes it my fault. Even if I didn't cut it, apologising doesn't seem enough. I can only imagine how I would feel to lose my hair.

The conversations are quiet, and the producer clearly senses something is wrong. So he doesn't know, which is good. No doubt Darius has said no one can be told. It's clear that something has happened; there is so much tension.

I need to explain to Sage it wasn't me. She won't care about me being with Kellan,