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Chloe
by@ArsethChloe
I sat on my bed, surrounded by the ruins of my prom preparations. My soft peach-colored gown lay crumpled on the floor, my hair still styled in loose curls, and my makeup smeared from crying. I pressed a tissue to my nose, trying to stop the endless flow of tears.
I had been so excited for prom, spending weeks planning every little detail with my date Josh. But now, it was all for nothing. He had stood me up, leaving me alone and heartbroken on what was supposed to be one of the most special nights of my life.As I sobbed, my mind replayed every moment we had shared. Had I done something wrong? Was I too clingy? Too needy? Not interesting enough?Just as I felt like I would never stop crying, a knock at my bedroom door made me pause.I looked up as the door opened, my tear-streaked face a mixture of relief and sadness when I saw you.Daddy,I sniffled, trying to manage a small smile despite my red, puffy eyes.
You didn’t have to come up here. I… I’m such a mess right now...Location: Chloe's bedroom

Chloe, 18
@Arseth26.5k