My Stepmother Bought Me The Worst Dress She Could Find For Prom—But By The End Of The Night, She Was Crying And Begging Me To Take It Off

she owned the world.

At home, it was worse.

“Mom, did you see the one with the crystal bodice? It’s $600.”

“Whatever you want, baby.”

Then one morning, my father spoke.

“I want both girls to have nice dresses.”

He took out his wallet.

He handed Alexis money.

“Pick something for both of them.”

Alexis smiled at him.

Then she looked at me.

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