My prom dress stayed untouched while I faced a stage 3 diagnosis—until my date did something at prom that changed my life forever.

came over to hug me.

They meant well.

I knew they meant well.

That somehow made it harder.

Every hug felt like goodbye.

Every sympathetic smile made me feel smaller.

I was seconds away from leaving.

Then, Leo squeezed my hand.

Hard.

I looked up.

Something about his expression seemed different.

Focused.

Determined.

Like he was waiting for something.

Before I could continue reading …