The morning of prom dawned bright and full of nervous energy in the Hudson household. Claire stood in front of her full-length mirror, staring at the stunning silver gown hanging on the closet door. The dress she and the girls had chosen during their shopping day shimmered like liquid moonlight — elegant, flowing, with delicate straps and a subtle sparkle that caught every bit of light. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever owned.
Her heart raced with a mix of excitement and disbelief. Just months ago, she had been the new girl from Australia, heartbroken about leaving everything behind. Now she was getting ready for prom with the boy she loved — her mate — and surrounded by a family that felt more like home every day.
“Claire, honey! Breakfast is ready!” her mom called from downs
