My Stepmom Secretly Canceled My Prom Hair Appointment to Ruin My Day – But Her Jaw

Hi everyone, I just had to share this because it still brings tears to my eyes. I’m Emily, 17, and like every senior girl, I was counting down the days to prom. I’d worked so hard—saved money from babysitting, picked out a gorgeous violet dress (my late mom’s favorite color), and booked a fancy salon appointment to get my hair done. I wanted the night to be perfect. But my stepmother, Carla, had other plans. She’s never liked me much, and on the day of prom, she did something awful—she canceled my hair appointment and took the slot for herself. I showed up to the salon and found out my name had been removed… and there she was,

sitting in the chair, getting pampered. She smirked at me like she’d won. I went home devastated, locked myself in my room, and cried. My dream night was falling apart. But then—something incredible happened. A limo pulled up outside our house. At first, I thought it was a mistake. But then the driver handed a card to my dad,

who passed it to me. It read: “To my beautiful sister Emily. I know things have been tough, but you deserve the best prom night ever. I’ve been saving all my birthday and Christmas money for this. Love, Mason.” Mason. My 11-year-old stepbrother. Turns out, he overheard Carla canceling my appointment and decided to fix everything. He “borrowed” money Carla had been saving for a necklace (don’t worry, she didn’t miss it—my dad had already said no to buying it) and went to our neighbor, who owns a limo company. But he didn’t stop there—he also asked the,

stylist from across the street to come and help me get ready. Within 20 minutes, I went from crying in my room to feeling like a real princess. And just as I was stepping into the limo, Carla pulled into the driveway—and the look on her face? Priceless. Prom was magical. I laughed, danced, and felt beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt like my mom was with me, proud of the woman I’m becoming. And it was all thanks to a little brother with a huge heart.Never underestimate the power of love… or an 11-year-old on a mission.

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