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

someone being paid.

Like someone genuinely happy to see me.

My heart did something strange.

Something unexpected.

Something very real.

As I reached the altar, he leaned slightly closer.

“You look incredible.”

I laughed nervously.

“You’re still getting paid, right?”

He smiled.

Then his expression changed.

Became serious.

Almost vulnerable.

“Actually…”

I blinked.

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