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

from their school days.

The entire graduating class seemed to be involved.

I frowned.

“So?”

For a moment, Evan said nothing.

Then he let out a short laugh.

“I wasn’t invited.”

I stared at him.

“What?”

“Apparently, everyone got an invitation except me.”

My stomach dropped.

Surely that couldn’t be true.

But the longer we looked, the more obvious it became.

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