The Kingdom of Cornelia is a fairytale that Isla often heard from her grandmother when she was young. This is her grandmother, Amanda's favorite so she always tells it to Isla before she goes to bed. As Isla got older it was there that she thought t...
"We used to play in the sand, follow the ocean waves, and watch the sunset by the ocean together."
"This is the island we used to go to when we were young. It's not far from the palace and also the reason for your beautiful name."
"I promised I'll marry you when I come back."
"You keep on making me nervous. You keep on making me worried. Aisla, can you please be careful? I don't want to lose you again. Do you understand?!"
"Aisla. You know I'm always here for you, right?"
"Aisla, can you do me a favor? Can you remember me, when you wake up?"
Atticus, you left me with such lovely memories when we were together. The reason for me to fall for you too. Back then, all I knew was to ask for people to see me. To give their attention to me. I even fell for a friend that I thought would like me too. But you came. And me being here was the best experience I ever had. And being with you, was wild, crazy and free, the love I had never experienced before. It was the best and worst part at the same time.
And falling for you gave me butterflies in my stomach, giving me feelings of nervousness, frustrations, and excitement. I must be loving you so much. You gave me the assurance of your love. You loved me but I loved and still love you more.
"I wish I could say all of this to you, Atticus I-" I stopped when I suddenly noticed a mysterious thing in his palm. A handkerchief?
And all of a sudden, I remember the boy from the past, someone I used to be with.
Flashback
"Isla, be careful!" I was so naughty while playing that I didn't notice I was about to fall. I thought I was gonna die but someone suddenly caught me.
"Aw- huh?"
"Isla!" Grandmother called me while the young boy let go of his hand on mine.
"Young master!" a young lady called this boy. Young master huh? Must have been from a really wealthy family.
"Look what you did, Isla. Apologize!" and Grandmother immediately scolded me.
"No it's ok-" I quickly grabbed his hand and apologized.
"Sorry. And thank you for helping me." I said and smiled. I didn't notice I was still holding his hand. That is when Grandma pulled me and
"I'm really sorry. Isla, let's go." we left just like that.
It was that summer time when I always played with Jake at the park when he suddenly played tricks on me.
"Isla, look what I caught!" He suddenly gave me a worm. I started crying of course. I was a little kid back then.
"Here, don't cry." a boy suddenly approached me and gave me his handkerchief. That is when I realized who it was. The boy from the playground last winter. It's been a long time since I saw him.
"Oh *sobs* aren't you *sobs the boy who helped me?"
"Do you want to play?" I asked as soon as I stopped crying. Jake didn't even come back. He looked around then nodded.
Years have already passed and Jake and I are already in ninth grade. It was autumn. I got into a huge fight with Catherine, a feeling-famous girl who only likes getting all the attention. She was so annoying.
"Stupid. Don't cry for her. She's just jealous of you. But why though?" Jake suddenly burst into laughter. He's not even helping. I hate him!
"Stop it Jake. You're not even helping!" I shouted and walked out. I cried out in the restroom and sat on the ground. Before I could even leave, a guy suddenly offered his handkerchief. He must be from my class too but he is hiding his face.
"You shouldn't be crying."
"Huh?" No way. It must be him!
"Thank you." I said. I can feel him sitting at the back where I am. Why is he hiding?
"You know what, there's also this one boy who keeps comforting me and offers me his handkerchief whenever I cry." I suddenly explained. Maybe he'll remember me?
"But I only played with him once. After that day, I didn't see him anymore." I added. But he didn't even bother to talk.
"Are you..... him?" I added it again. Why is he not saying anything?
"Keep the handkerchief. Bye." He was about to go but I quickly grabbed his hand. Just like the old days.
"Hihi. It's you right? Long time no see." I offered my hand to shake hands with him.
"I'm Isla. Anyways you must already know me. And you are?"
"Atticus."
"He's- He's Atticus?" He was Atticus Del Engranda?
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