When he gave her a rose through others' hand, there was a moment. A moment, for couple of seconds it made her shocked, her eyes were full of tears. That pain that was welling up inside her for one and half year washed away. The girl who delivered her the flower said,"He loves you and it's a gift from him". No, she didn’t want it to be a fairytale. She just wanted to capture that second forever but everything collapsed like a dark wind. She shouldn’t have told her that he loved her.
She still lives in that second, remembering if it was for
real. Yeah, when I saw her for the first time, she was a princess. Her castle
was a wonderland. I went to her room and my eyes fell on a diary which was on
the table. Inside the diary there was a blue note, a thank you note. It was
preserved so well, in such a way that no one for centuries would dare to tear it. I
wonder who might have written that note that she preserves with a magic spell
and only a pure human soul can see it.
She’s a princess of her kingdom and her people loved her so
much that she was never in need of love from a stranger. She might have married
to a prince but no she chose a stranger to give her whole soul. That stranger
is lucky one, isn’t it? She was so much in love with a stranger that every
morning she takes his name and smiles. When the sun rises, she wants to see his
face and start her day and when the sun sets, she want to fall in his arm. She
knows it won’t end like a Twilight love story of “Edward and Bella” neither it
would end like a “Cinderella” nor it would end like the story of “Snow White”.
She doesn’t even want to kiss a damn frog to get that stranger. I know her she
would rather end up like the story of Christian and Anastasia of “Fifty Shades Of Grey”. How can someone love so deeply that even a single word from that someone makes their day?
Isn’t that crazy? Love is blind, they say. I think it is. I’d never thought my
princess lady would love a stranger so blindly and even her story is hard for
me to express in words.

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