Everyone Laughed When I Agreed to Dance With the Class Outcast at Prom – But the Tiny Box He Handed Me at Midnight Made My Knees Buckle

my bedroom floor in my prom dress, mascara already smudged from crying.

Then a soft tap came at my window.

It was Theo, standing in the garden in his oversized suit, holding a single white rose.

“I figured you might need a ride,” he whispered through the glass. “My cousin lent me his car. It’s not much.”

I laughed through continue reading …