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

preparing for an important business meeting.

He wore a tailored navy suit.

Polished shoes.

A simple tie.

Nothing flashy.

Nothing designed to impress.

When he walked downstairs, he looked confident, calm, and completely at ease.

I followed him to the front door.

“Last chance to tell me what’s going on.”

He laughed and kissed my cheek.

“You’ll find out soon enough.continue reading …