I had been waiting for prom for years. It was a special moment for me — a chance to wear this beautiful baby-blue dress I bought in memory of my late mom. I saved for months to get it, and the excitement was real. My dad and I had planned the whole day — photos, a ride to the venue, everything.The morning of prom, I woke up buzzing. I went to check on my dress, but my heart sank when I opened the closet. My gorgeous dress was covered in black paint. It was completely destroyed. I was in shock, just staring at the mess, barely able to process it.I rushed downstairs and found my stepmom, Carol, sitting there casually sipping her coffee. She looked up and said in her most fake voice, "Oh no, WHAT A PITY. Maybe you should be more careful with your things and where you put them."She continued, "Maybe it's a sign. You aren't meant to go to prom after all."I knew right then and there WHO did it. Carol's daughter Julia was getting married the same day as my prom. So Carol did everything possible to make my dad attend Julia's wedding instead of my prom.But guess what? Karma wasn't sleeping. In just a minute, dad came in. ⬇️https://amomama.com/436941-i-opened-my-closet-on-the-morning-of.html?utm_campaign=lovestyle&utm_medium=lovestyle&utm_source=lovestylefacebook | Love Style