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

dramatic than this.”

The crowd laughed again.

Then his expression grew serious.

“But then you got sick.”

His voice cracked.

And suddenly there was nothing funny about any of it.

“I couldn’t promise I could fix it.”

He looked directly at me.

“I couldn’t promise you’d beat cancer.”

A tear slid down his cheek.

“But I could promise you wouldn’t fight it alone.”

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