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

green stone.

“For the dress,” he said. “And for luck.”

My heart twisted.

“Leo…”

“You deserve your night, Elena,” he said. “Just trust me.”

I didn’t know why I said yes.

Maybe because I was scared of losing everything.

Maybe because Leo’s hands were steady when mine weren’t.

Maybe because, deep down, I wanted one memory that cancer didn’t get to steal.

So my continue reading …