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

Noah immediately stepped out of his room.

Carla looked back and forth between us. “Please tell me you are not serious.”

Noah’s face turned red.

I said, “I’m wearing it.”

She pressed a hand dramatically against her chest like I had offended her. “If you wear that, everyone at school will laugh at you.”

Noah stiffened beside me.

I said, “It’s fine.”

“No, actually, it’s not fine.” Carla gestured toward the dress. “It looks pathetic.”

Noah’s face burned red. “I made it.”