They Called Me “The Whale”-But the Head Cheerleader Chose Me for Prom. Twenty Years Later, Fate Gave Me a Chance to Repay Her

the knot in my stomach.

Then, just as the first pale light of dawn began creeping through the curtains, my phone buzzed.

A reply.

I opened it immediately.

“Really? Sure. Here’s the address.”

I stared at the message.

The address was over two thousand miles away.

For a moment, reality seemed to freeze.

Then I booked the flights before I could lose my nerve.

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