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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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was a student here.”

Marcus stood in the doorway.

His eyes locked on me.

Then on the folder.

“Eliza!” he roared. “Give that to me right now!”

The room gasped.

Phones lifted into the air.

He stormed across the dance floor, weaving past stunned classmates.

“Give that to me right now!”

“Marcus, stay back,” I said.

“That folder is not yours to read. That little continue reading …

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