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

inside his jacket, he pulled a red folder and pressed it into my trembling hands.

“What is this?” I whispered.

“Open it. Before he gets here.”

Theo’s eyes flicked toward the gym doors. “Marcus.”

My fingers fumbled with the folder.

Chloe leaned over my shoulder.

The first page was a photocopy of a bank continue reading …