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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

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“Theo, you don’t have to be nervous. It’s just me.”

Seventeen messages from Marcus.

The last one read: I’m coming to get you. You have no idea what you’ve done.

I tried to swallow my panic, but Theo must have seen it on my face.

I nodded, unable to speak.

“Then I need to do this now,” he murmured. “Before he gets here. Eliza, there’s something you have continue reading …

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