Wildest Dreams ❉ Prince Carl Philip

Chapter 1

2010

"Annalise, I just don't get why your wanting to take a break right now at a time like this," her manager, Lizzy Creighton, had told her with annoyance clear in her voice.  

"It's all just too much for me.  I need a breather, some time for myself."  She tried reasoning with her.  

Lizzy let out a huff.  She couldn't believe Annalise would do this to her career at a time like this.  Offers were coming in non-stop for her to walk their fashion shows.  Any model would love to have this kind of publicity.  After she walked in the Dolce & Gabbana fashion show in 2009, she had been walking in numerous fashion shows for famous designers.  It's a year later and she still got a lot of offers.  Her modeling career was taking off and although she was grateful for all of the sudden success, she hadn't taken a break in two years.  

A break she desperately needed.  

"And what do you suppose I should tell the people who have asked you to walk for them, hm?" Lizzy asked tapping her foot on the floor with one hand on her hip.  

Annalise shrugged.  

"Just tell them that I'm not available right now."  

Annalise hated sometimes how Lizzy would treat her.  She was human too.  She had feelings and sometimes she just felt so overwhelmed with everything that she needed to step away from it all.  Lizzy knew of her struggles with anxiety and yet she would keep on pushing.  

She didn't know how far she could push until she would break.  

Lizzy rubbed her temples as she was getting a headache from it all.  She didn't know what to do, but she knew Annalise.  And she knew Annalise wasn't backing down on this.  Once Annalise set her mind to something, that was it.  There was no talking her out of it and no getting her to back down.  With two stubborn women working together, it was often hard to reach a decision, but one of them had to compromise.  

"Fine," Lizzy let out a defeated sigh.  "I'll tell them that.  Just go," she said waving her hand towards the door from her office.  

"Thank you," Annalise said with a smile as she left her manager's office.  

***

"Thank you for flying with us today.  It's a beautiful day here in Geneva, Switzerland.  Enjoy your stay," the flight attendant said over the speaker.  

Annalise let out a sigh of relief.  It had been a long flight.  Too long.  She was grateful that she was in first class as she got her own seat and didn't have someone sitting next to her.  She just got antsy during flights and needed to do things a certain way in order for her to have a calm flight.  Annalise was thankful that they had a dinner along with movies that they could watch.  She was able to take time, read a book, and write in her journal.  

Writing in her journal became therapeutic to her.  It helped her in her worst days and calmed her down.  When her doctor told her that she had anxiety a few months ago, she didn't want to be put on medication.  She felt as though there were other ways that could help her.  Writing in her journal was one of them.  She would write about anything and everything.  

After stuffing in her book and journal along with her favorite pen that she always wrote with, she collected her things and exited the plane as soon as they were able to.