142. Prom Night

Tiffany took a deep breath, reminding herself that she was here with Jacob, not alone. They walked up the steps, Jacob still holding her hand. She could hear the muffled sounds of music and chatter filtering through the large double doors. The moment they entered, she was greeted by a wave of color and energy. Tiffany’s breath caught in her throat as she took in the scene. The ballroom was stunning, with shimmering decorations that reflected the soft glow of fairy lights strung across the ceiling. A large banner proclaimed, “Welcome to Prom Night!” in bold letters. It felt like stepping into a dream. “Wow,” she murmured. She spotted a group of her classmates nearby, including Amber and Emily. “Let’s find a table,” Jacob suggested. Tiffany nodded, grateful for his lead. As they made their way through the crowd, she spotted Amber and Emily across the room. They were talking and laughing with a group of their friends, their smiles wide and carefree. But as soon as they saw Tiffany with Ja