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

Phones came up.

Someone laughed loud enough to echo off the bleachers.

I felt my cheeks burn.

I almost turned around.

But Theo offered his trembling hand.

“One dance. Then we leave if you want.”

I took it.

The music was slow.

Theo’s hands settled on my waist like he was afraid of breaking me.

“I practiced this for a month,” he continue reading …