The girl, Sarah, was standing with a small group near the windows, not far from where Mei and Rachel were, actually. She was stunning in an effortless, natural way. Honey-blonde hair cascading in waves over her shoulders, wearing a red dress that stood out against the muted elegance of the other guests like a flame in the darkness. When she laughed at something one of her friends said, her whole face lit up with genuine joy, and Sky could absolutely see why Cory kept looking. She radiated warmth and life.
Sarah Cowling. Sky didn't know how he knew her name, but somehow he did. Maybe he'd overheard it earlier, or maybe someone had mentioned her in passing. Either way, the name felt right when he looked at her. And if he was correct, she was the one Cory was into. The one with a twin brother whom Cory despised with his entire being. They said he was a devil. Whatever that meant, he didn't know.
