My Prom Dress Stayed in the Closet After My Stage 3 Diagnosis—But What My Date Did at Prom Changed My Future Forever

Not in pity.

In relief.

In applause.

In sobs.

I stood frozen, unable to understand it all.

Leo stepped closer. “You still have a fight ahead,” he said. “But you have more options. More hope.”

Hope.

That word hit me harder than stage three ever had.

I broke down right there on the stage, and Leo wrapped his arms around me carefully, as if I were both fragile continue reading …