My Father Sewed Me a Dress from My Late Mother’s Wedding Gown for Prom – My Teacher Laughed Until an Officer Walked In

“Hey,” she said. “Look at me. You look beautiful.”

A boy from my history class stepped closer. “I heard your dad made that? Really?”

“Yeah,” I said. “He did.”

He let out a low whistle. “Then your dad’s a genius.”

And just like that, people stopped staring at me like I was something fragile. They smiled, someone asked me to dance, and Lila pulled me onto the floor before I could say no. And for the first time all night, I laughed without forcing it.