The One Person Who Tried to Ruin It
My stepdad, Mike, was thrilled.
He came into our lives when I was ten and became the steady presence we both needed.
He took photos like it was a championship game and told my mom she deserved this moment more than anyone.
My stepsister, Brianna, felt very differently.
She lived as if every moment was being recorded.
Perfect hair. Expensive clothes. A carefully curated life.
She mocked the idea openly.
“You’re taking your mom to prom?” she laughed. “That’s honestly sad.”
I didn’t argue.
I already knew how the night would end.
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