Nancy’s POV

5 o’clock on the dot, Ronnie messages me to tell me he’s outside. I look in the mirror one last time to check myself. Thankfully, my old homecoming dress still fits.

It’s a mid-thigh gray dress with a thin layer of silver lace on it. I paired it with the same shoes I originally wore with it, sparkly silver strappy high heels. My hair is down, but straightened, and my makeup is a simple smokey eye with glossy lips.

I lock our door ...