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

first night, I found him sitting awake in bed.

A stuffed rabbit rested in his arms.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

He looked at me nervously.

“I’m scared I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone.”

I sat beside him.

“I’ll be here.”

“Even if I spill something?”

“Even then.”

“Even if I eat too much?”

I smiled.

“Especially then.”

His eyes filled with tears.

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