My Daughter Was Told She Was “Too Big” for a Prom Dress She Loved—Then Her Best Friend Sewed a New One with a Secret Hidden Inside

Can I talk to you out here?”

I stepped outside and closed the door behind me.

“Is Hazel okay? Did she text you?”

“No, ma’am.” He took a breath. “I need her measurements.”

“Eli, what—”

“Prom is in two weeks. I can do this. I know how that sounds. But I need you to trust me. And I need you not to tell her anything. Not one word.”

I stared at him.

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