A Boy Asked Me to Dance at Prom Because No One Else Would Due to My Scars – The Next Day, His Parents and Officers Showed up at My Door

would Mason do something like that?”

Caleb shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

Then his expression shifted.

“But maybe it’s time we asked him.”

An hour later, Caleb drove us to the correctional facility two towns over. Taylor stayed in the car while Caleb and I went inside for visitation.

The whole drive, my stomach stayed in knots.

Part of me expected Mason continue reading …