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

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Then he turned toward me.

“I have seen it for years, Avery. The calls. The ties. The way she rearranges a room until everyone in it forgets they had opinions.”

“Why are you telling me this now?”

“Because tonight, you are not going to be standing alone.”

He pulled an envelope from his jacket and placed it in my hand.

“What is this?”

“Evidence. A voice continue reading …