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CHAPITRE 2

Hayley Saltzman

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I stopped the car when I finally arrived at my destination. I had driven all the way to Duke University without stopping, driven by an indescribable desire to achieve my goal. Now that I was there, I didn't know what to do. I felt somewhat helpless and upset. My world had literally been turned upside down, I had died in a plane crash and suddenly woke up in the body of a fictional character! I was living in a universe that was made up, and here I am in Durham, North Carolina, looking for a man I didn't even know!

I felt tears roll down my cheeks as I rested my forehead on the steering wheel. I was finally starting to have a normal life. I was going to Australia for a great job that I had been able to land after years of hard work, and suddenly I died stupidly in a plane crash! The plane was supposed to be a safer and more reliable means of transport than a car!

I was clearly overwhelmed by events and had no one to turn to. I realized that I had rushed here without giving it much thought. I had no idea why I was in this world in the first place or if I would stay there for long let alone why I was in Hayley Marshall's body.

I would normally stay away from all the drama on the horizon and shun anything related to Mystic Falls and its people but that was an unviable option since I was in Hayley Marshall's body! She was a werewolf, moreover of a rather noble lineage if my memories were correct concerning this character.

The fact of being in his body condemned me to throw myself into the mouth of the wolf because I was certain that the plot would find me one way or another. Plus, I was a werewolf with a big monthly transformation problem in sight. I couldn't handle this on my own. I absolutely needed support.

I knew The Vampire Diaries well enough to have a general idea of ​​each character in the series and even if my decision had been precipitated by events, I knew that the only person I could trust right now was none other than Alaric Saltzman. He was a reliable and loyal person, in addition to being a human. I could handle him more easily than other characters in the series. It was perfect for the shelter I was looking for in this world. He was alone, lost, and searching for answers about his wife's disappearance.

I wiped away my tears and made a firm resolve not to think about my past anymore. If I dwelled on my past life, I would surely crack under the weight of my emotions. I was already upset enough as it was to add another layer. Rather, it was better if I could set goals for myself, and for now, I had a mission of the utmost importance to accomplish: to make myself accepted into Alaric's life without arousing the slightest suspicion.