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

turned toward me.

A knot tightened in my stomach.

One officer stepped forward. “Cindy, when was the last time you saw Caleb?”

“Last night after prom.”

“Did he mention where he was going afterward?”

I slowly shook my head. “No. Why? Officer, did something happen?”

The officers exchanged uneasy looks.

Then one of them asked something that made my stomach sink continue reading …