When she learned about my date with Caleb, she didn’t seem surprised as I expected her to be.
Instead of showing any sign of concern, she gave me one of those nasty smirks and told me to make sure I would enjoy my “special night.”
I couldn’t forget those words. Nor could I shake off the feeling I was falling into a trap.
For prom, my mother has spent days remaking this dress from her closet, mending every single stitch by hand to bring the dress back to its glory. Caleb appeared right at our door with, and it surprised me to see him so nervous.
He told me I looked beautiful, and for once in my life, I honestly thought everything would be okay.
At first, everything seemed perfectly normal. Then Caleb began to dance with me and speak with me, while ignoring everyone else who gave us peculiar stares. And then the whispers began.
