Ari ends the call and I'm left alone in my room. There is a knock at the door. Soft and gentle. I rush down the stairs to open it and see Alex stood there, grey suit and all. He looks as good as ever. His blonde hair vibrant in the sun. He held out his hand, as if for me to take it.
"Care to join me in a picnic Princess?" The cherry blossoms falling over him outside the door. "Yes, yes I will Mr Blake" I take his hand. We leave for the orchard and the magical spring picnic that awaits us.
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I don't need a Prince
Teen FictionI, Fern Lockwood, am perfectly fine on my own. I'm the daughter of a single mom and was bought up to be a strong independent woman. So why does everyone around me tell me I need a man?
