When I asked my grandma to be my prom date, I thought I was giving her a memory she never got to have — a night filled with laughter, music, and magic. She’d told me once that she never went to prom because her family couldn’t afford it, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I wanted to give her that experience — not just for her, but for everything she’d done for me since my mom passed away. But when my stepmom found out, jealousy turned what should’ve been a beautiful moment into something I’ll never forget.
