My Stepmom Refused to Pay for My Prom Dress – My Brother Created One from Our Late Mom’s Jeans Collection, and What Happened After Left Her Speechless

We only worked when Carla left the house or locked herself inside her bedroom.

Noah met my gaze. “I can try.” Then he panicked immediately. “I mean, if you hate the idea, that’s okay. I just thought—”

I grabbed his wrist. “No. I love the idea.”

We only worked when Carla left the house or locked herself inside her bedroom. Noah dragged Mom’s old sewing machine out from the laundry closet and set it up on the kitchen table.

I said, “Bossy.”