Indiana is transported from the modern world to a beautiful palace in France,Jardinelle . Disorientated, Indiana meets the prince of Jardinelle Prince Dominic. As Indiana spends more time in the palace, she and Dominic begin to grow closer, despite...
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India searched the crowded ballroom, her eyes scanning the sea of faces in hopes of finding Myra. She had been waiting for this moment, eager to share her feelings about Dominic's dance partner. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, India spotted Myra standing near the refreshments table, her eyes lighting up with joy as she saw India approaching.
"Myra!" India exclaimed, rushing towards her friend.
Myra embraced India tightly, her warmth and familiarity instantly soothing India's troubled heart. "India, you look stunning " "Thank you, you look amazing " india laughed.
India took a deep breath, her eyes darting around the room before she leaned in closer to Myra. "Myra, you won't believe what I saw on the dance floor. Dominic, was dancing with this beautiful woman. I was so annoyed and jealous, I couldn't focus on anything else."
Myra's eyes widened with curiosity, her expression urging India to continue. "Tell me everything, India, I just got here. Why did it bother you so much?"
India sighed, her frustration evident in her voice. "I don't know who she was, but she was stunning. Her red hair flowed like fire, and Dominic couldn't keep his eyes off her. I couldn't help but feel hurt and left out, as if I didn't matter to him at all, we are Friends and not only has he refused to speak to me he won't even allow me a dance"
