My Stepmother Bought Me the Ugliest Prom Dress She Could Find—But By Midnight, She Was Begging Me to Take It Off

out of the car like a celebrity.

I followed behind.

The moment we entered the gym, heads turned.

At first, everyone admired Brianna.

Then they noticed me.

“Oh my God,” Brianna shouted. “Look at Emma!”

Laughter immediately followed.

“Did she lose a bet?”

“Is that a costume?”

“Maybe it’s from a Halloween sale.”

Every comment felt like another slap.

I walked past continue reading …