I Was Invisible at Prom Until One Boy Changed Everything—Decades Later, Fate Brought Him Back

hiding over here?”

“Is it hiding if everyone can see me?”

His expression softened.

“Fair point,” he said. Then he held out his hand. “Would you like to dance?”

I stared at him. “Marcus, I can’t.”

He nodded once, as if that didn’t change anything.

“Okay,” he said. “Then we’ll figure out what dancing looks like.”

Before I could protest, he wheeled me out onto continue reading …