You were 16 years old, you had just finished high school and it was your turn to go to prom. You decided to wear a dress, you didn't care what other people thought about it, you were going to be yourself.

Alec Hardy, your father, had done everything he could to respect and love you since you came out to him, which was after the divorce from his ex-wife, and he was the one who had agreed to buy you the dress.

You were getting ready, already wearing the dress and looking at yourself in the mirror while putting some earrings in your ears.

"Knock, knock." Alec spoke, knocking on the door and coming into your room. "Oh, look at you." He spoke, passing into your room and approaching you. "You look beautiful." He spoke, giving you a kiss on your forehead.