When I found my dream prom dress covered in black paint, I thought my night was ruined. Months of saving, dreaming, and planning were gone in an instant. My stepmom, Carol, only sipped her coffee and coldly told me, “Maybe you weren’t meant to go to prom.” That’s when I realized—she had done it on purpose.Carol wanted my dad at her daughter Julia’s rushed wedding, which happened to fall on the same night.
What happened next changed everything…
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