A New Side Of Me (Wenclair)

The Consequences of Love and Loss

Enid was sitting in her room, her face crumpled in sadness as she held the note from her best friend Wednesday. Her heart was breaking as she realized that Wednesday had feelings for her, and she couldn't return them. She had been so wrapped up in her own problems and emotions that she had failed to notice the longing and pain in her best friend's eyes. Guilt and self-loathing filled Enid as she pondered how she could have missed the signs of Wednesday's love for her.

Days turned into weeks, and Enid made several attempts to reach out to Wednesday, but there was no response. Her confusion and hurt only grew, and she began to feel like she had lost her best friend forever. She tried to distract herself with her studies and hobbies, but nothing could soothe the pain she was feeling.

Meanwhile, Wednesday had always known that she had lingering feelings for Enid, but she had tried to push them aside and move on with her life. However, when Enid finally confessed her own feelings, it was as if a dam had broken inside of her. She was overcome with relief, joy, fear, and guilt. She was in a committed relationship with Ava, and she didn't know how to reconcile her love for Ava with her feelings for Enid.

In the end, Wednesday made the difficult decision to distance herself from Enid. She moved into a separate room and changed her class schedule, hoping that it would give her some space and time to sort out her feelings. However, as time passed, she realized that her feelings for Enid weren't going away. She tried to focus on her relationship with Ava, but every time she was with her, she felt a nagging sense of guilt and doubt.

Finally, after months of struggling with her feelings, Wednesday decided to break things off with Ava. It was a painful decision, but she knew that she couldn't continue to be in a relationship with someone while harboring feelings for someone else. As winter break came to an end and they went back to school, Wednesday was filled with a sense of sadness and regret. She missed Enid terribly, but she didn't know how to bridge the gap that had formed between them.

Enid, on the other hand, had always felt different from her family. It wasn't until she started taking private lessons with Hope that she discovered why. With each passing day, Enid was getting better and better at turning into a wolf at will. She was filled with excitement and pride as she honed her skills, and she couldn't wait to show her family what she had learned during winter break.

But when Enid got home and tried to share her passion with her mother, she was met with a cold shoulder. Her mother couldn't understand why Enid was so obsessed with this "weird" skill, and it was clear that she didn't approve. Enid felt hurt and rejected by her mother's reaction. All she had wanted was to share her passion with someone who cared, but instead, she was met with indifference.

To make matters worse, Enid could no longer turn to her best friend Wednesday for comfort. Their friendship had been shattered when Enid dismissed Wednesday's intimate feelings for her, and they had drifted apart in the months that followed. When Wednesday and Enid finally saw each other again, there was an awkwardness and distance between them that they couldn't ignore. They both tried to interact as they had before, but it was clear that the dynamic of their friendship had changed forever. They were no longer the best friends that they had once been, and it hurt them both to realize it.

In the end, they drifted apart. They still saw each other in passing, but the warmth and closeness that had once defined their entire being.

Hope and Lizzie were heartbroken as they packed their bags, preparing to leave Nevermore with their daughter Ava. They had come to this small town with the hope of a fresh start, but now they were leaving with heavy hearts and a sense of defeat.

For weeks, they had tried to persuade Ava to stay. They knew that she was heartbroken and couldn't be in the same place as the girl who had made her heart ache. They had seen the pain in her eyes and the tears on her cheeks, and they had tried everything in their power to make things better. But despite their efforts, they knew that they couldn't force Ava to stay in a place that only brought her pain.

As they loaded their car and said goodbye to the few friends they had made, Hope and Lizzie felt a deep sense of loss. They had come to love Nevermore, with its quaint streets and friendly neighbors. They had hoped that this would be the place where they could finally settle down and build a life for themselves and their daughter. But now, their dreams lay shattered at their feet.

As they drove away, Hope and Lizzie couldn't help but wonder what had gone wrong. Had they made a mistake in coming to Nevermore? Had they missed some sign that this town was not the right place for them? They felt a sense of regret and sadness that would stay with them for a long time to come.

But as they looked over at Ava, who was staring out the window with tears in her eyes, they knew that they had made the right decision. They had come to Nevermore for their daughter, and they were leaving for her as well. They would go anywhere to ensure that she was happy and safe.

As they drove further and further away from Nevermore, Hope and Lizzie couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for the life that they had left behind. They knew that they would never forget the memories they had made here, the friends they had met, and the dreams that they had once held so dear.

But they also knew that life was full of unexpected twists and turns, and that sometimes the best thing to do was to let go and move on. They would cherish the time they had spent in Nevermore, but now it was time to look to the future and the new opportunities that awaited them.

Enid stood by the roadside, her eyes fixed on the car as it drove away. She felt a sense of sadness wash over her as she watched Hope leave. Hope had been the one person who had helped Enid come to terms with her inner wolf and had given her the tools to control it.

Enid had struggled for years with her ability to turn into a wolf at will, and it had caused her a lot of pain and confusion. She had never understood why she was different from everyone else, and she had often felt like an outcast. But then she had met Hope, and everything had changed.

Hope had taken Enid under her wing and had taught her how to control her inner wolf. She had shown her that it was a gift, not a curse, and had given her the confidence to embrace her unique abilities. Enid had never been happier in that aspect of her life, and she knew that it was all thanks to Hope.

Despite her gratitude, Enid couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. She knew that she had caused Hope's daughter pain, and she couldn't shake the feeling that she had let her down. But despite everything, Hope had never brought it up. She had only ever wanted to help Enid, and for that, Enid couldn't thank her enough.

As Enid turned away from the roadside and walked back to her dorm, she knew that her life would never be the same without Hope. She had become like a mother to her, and her absence would leave a gaping hole in her life. But as she thought about all that Hope had done for her, Enid knew that she had the strength to carry on.

Enid knew that she had a lot to be grateful for, and she was determined to make the most of the gifts that she had been given. She would always remember the kindness and support that Hope had shown her, and she would carry it with her always.

As Ava's car disappeared into the distance, a new vehicle pulled up to the school with a new student inside. Her name was Lily, and she was not like the other students. Her intentions were not to get good grades or make friends. Her intentions were to make the people responsible for her mother's death pay.

Lily's mind was consumed with thoughts of revenge. She had spent countless sleepless nights plotting and planning, her rage and hatred growing stronger with each passing day. The fire in her belly burned bright, fueling her desire to take the lives of those who had wronged her.

Lily had always been a quiet and reserved individual, but now she had a sense of purpose. A sense of darkness that consumed her every waking moment. She knew what she had to do, and she would stop at nothing to see her plan through to the bitter end.

She enrolled in the school, blending in with the other students, but all the while, she was calculating her every move. Every action was designed to bring her closer to her goal. And what was her goal? Death.

Lily had no qualms about taking lives. In fact, it brought her a sense of satisfaction. She relished in the thought of causing pain and suffering to those who had caused her so much anguish. She would not rest until she had achieved her goal, no matter the cost.