Dear Cinderella
You look pretty today.
No, I am not stalking you. I just thought that you needed that.
I've spent a very long time last night trying to think of how to write this letter. All the ways that I thought of would leave you feeling upset. That is not my goal.
I have to stop writing to you for a while. I can't tell you why as of yet, but when I write again I will explain everything. I hope that you are not too upset.
Love
Your Prince
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I was on my way to the supermarket. Sandy had left a list for what I should buy, with only the things that she and her daughters wanted, and almost nothing that we actually needed to survive.
I wore a long casual outfit. It was a bit windy on that day so I also wore my favourite pink jersey. It used to belong to my mother, so as soon as I was big enough for it to fit me, I couldn't stop wearing it. But I never wore it when Sandy was home. She hated it.
"Bella!" Someone called my name. I turned around to see who it was, and to my utter surprise it was a very handsome guy with dark her and green eyes. He was jogging towards me. He was smiling and when our eyes met his smile widened.
"Cole, what a surprise." He chuckled.
"We live in the same neighbourhood. It can't be that surprising." I Could feel my heart thump harder in my chest as I stared at him.
"I-I didn't expect to see you, that's all." I mumbled. I tried to not look at him as I felt the heat rise to my face. "I was just going to the supermarket." I randomly stated.
"Can I come with you?" I looked up at him, shocked. "Not that I'm stalking you or anything, but I always notice how many plastic bags you have every time you go to the supermarket. I'd like to help you carry them." I gave Cole an accusing look.
"Do you always use binoculars when you spy on me?" Cole smiled.
"Well, can I? I have nothing to do at the moment."
"You can come, I guess." I softly said as I started to feel myself get nervous. I was going to go shopping with Cole. I was going to go shopping with Cole! My girl hormones were losing it.
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Love, Cinderella
ChickLitNB! THIS STORY IS PURLEY FICTION. PLEASE DO NOT MOVE IN WITH A RANDOM RICH BOY lol It all started with a letter... Well actually it was a bunch of letters later that it started. Bella Mnisi. A Prince. A bunch of letters. Bella Mnisi writes letters t...