By the time May arrived, I thought I knew exactly how my senior prom would go.
I’d walk in with the woman who sacrificed everything for me, we’d dance, take a few photos, maybe make some teachers tear up, and then head home with cheap punch and good memories.
I didn’t realize I was stepping into the night that would flip my entire family dynamic on its head and show me — painfully clearly — who truly had my back, and who was just pretending.
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