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

you buy something nice for both of them.”

To my surprise, Alexis smiled warmly.

“Of course, Mark. I’ll find something perfect.”

Then she looked directly at me.

For the first time in years, she seemed almost kind.

I actually felt hopeful.

Maybe things were finally changing.

Maybe she was trying.

I should have known better.

The Dress

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