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

you really look for me?”

The words pierced straight through me.

I nodded immediately.

Tears slipped down my cheeks.

“Every single day.”

Bill swallowed hard.

His eyes searched mine.

Looking for something.

Looking for proof.

Looking for certainty.

“Why didn’t you give up?”

The question broke my heart.

Slowly, I stepped toward him.

My hand brushed his shoulder.

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