5. Revealing The Truth 

    Tireless you visited multiple websites, trying to find the most beautiful dress for a formal party. Only fourteen days were left until the Winter Prom from your school and you still had to find a dress, a pair of matching shoes, accessories and an . A Herculean task you had to finish until the deadline. Wasn't it always a girls dream to go to a ball with a great man? Making all other girls jealous because your man was the definition of perfection and flawless? Who would be your ideal partner?   A sigh escaped your lips.    It was as safe as the Bank of England that no boy from your class, nor someone from your year will ask you out to be their date. Perhaps a freshman or a sophomore will ask you out,  because for them, as a junior, it is an accomplishment to go with a senior to the prom. Sometimes being the outcast, the wallflower, has huge disadvantages.      After all staying at home wasn't an option either, because you loved dancing, since you were a small kid and why would you miss such a great opportunity to dance and wear a beautiful dress? For one night you wanted to be a beautiful swan and not the ugly duckling nobody pays attention to. It was your time to shine.      Smiling you clicked on the next websites and a 'wow' escaped your lips when you saw the dress. It was black ball grown, characterised by a very full skirt that begins at the natural waist and proceeds to floor length. The waist is seamed and has a silver bow to define your small physique. It looks like one gown Cinderella would wear when she meets the Prince.    To your dismiss the price was too high. 500 USD for an occasion was far over the top. People in poor countries could survive with this money for months.      Video Chat Request from 'Daddy'   "Why would he call me?", you thought and you gaze wandered to the clock inside of your room. It was 2pm, you school has just finished and he would normally work until 8pm sometimes when EXO is going to have a comeback in the near future he would work until 1 or 2 am.      "Hey Dad", you spoke cheerfully, clicking on the green 'accept' button. Within seconds the face of your father filled the display of your laptop and the black dress disappeared.    "Hey Princess. Listen, you, I don't know when the connection will break down, but now it is my turn to confess the truth to you. Just listen to me and don't interrupt me, okay?"   "Dad, you are frightening me." His voice made a shiver run down your spine. He sounded so nervous.    Carefully you examined his surroundings. Behind your father was king-sized bed. On the wall hung pictures from a mid-age woman, holding a small child into the camera, while both of them showed a bright gummy smile. For a hotel it was to