Everyone Mocked Me for Going to Prom With the School Outcast—Then He Exposed My Brother’s Secret in Front of the Entire Gym

his trembling hand.

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

I took it.

The music slowed.

Theo placed his hands gently on my waist as though he feared breaking me.

“I practiced this for a month,” he whispered near my ear. “I didn’t want to step on your dress.”

Something inside me cracked wide open.

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

“It’s never continue reading …