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

night.

The freezing air hit my face like a slap.

I climbed into our SUV and drove away.

Behind me, Daniel stood beneath the front porch lights holding his phone.

Seconds later, mine began vibrating.

Daniel.

Again.

And again.

Then Vivian.

Then Ryan, his younger brother.

I turned the phone off.

For the next hour, I drove aimlessly through the city.

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