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

After a while, I stopped expecting him to.

School wasn’t much better.

Brianna was popular. She walked through the hallways like she owned them, surrounded by friends who laughed at everything she said.

I mostly kept to myself.

The only thing keeping me going was the thought that graduation was getting closer every day.

“Just three more months,” my best continue reading …