The Girl I Treated Poorly at Prom Arrived at Our Reunion in a Limousine – I Tried to Apologize, but What She Said After the Party Left Me in Tears

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Mara went very still. She didn’t seem shocked; she seemed certain.

“Charlotte,” she repeated, low enough that only I heard.

My stomach dropped.

“How do you know my daughter’s name?” I asked.

Mara looked at the classmates watching us.

“Mara, please,” I whispered. “If this is about Lottie…”

“It is,” she said. “And that is exactly continue reading …