My Stepmother Ridiculed the Prom Dress My Younger Brother Created from Our Late Mom’s Jeans—But Karma Had Something Else in Store

furious.

“You made me look like a monster!” she yelled when Noah and I came home from school.

“I didn’t record you,” I said.

“You told everyone about the money.”

“I told the truth.”

She pointed toward the staircase.

“You are both grounded.”

“For what?” Noah asked.

“For humiliating me.”

Noah stepped closer.

“You did that yourself.”

Carla lifted her hand.

She didn’t continue reading …