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

Leave.”

My hand moved before my conscience could catch up. I pulled the cash toward me and felt it settle in my palm like a small, heavy stone.

“When do I start?”

He almost smiled. For a moment he looked like a man relieved to put something heavy down on someone else’s back.

“Saturday. And Jeremy. Don’t get attached.”

I nodded, already knowing I had just continue reading …