Cliche (Candy Stories #5)

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When I was young, I met a prince who told me I'm beautiful. Sabi niya, paglaki namin, liligawan niya 'ko. We grew up, but unfortunately, I had a reverse story of the ugly duckling.

The prince continued to be a prince, while I became the unpretty duck that wouldn't become swan. Bumuhaghag ang buhok ko. Umitim ako. Natadtad ng taghiyawat. Sasabihin siguro ng iba, okay lang pumangit paglaki. Beauty is something that should shine from within. But that's not completely true. Kahit ga'no kaganda ang kalooban, laging huhusgahan ang itsura. People judge with the eyes first before they use either the heart or the head.

I learned easily how everyone desires to be interesting but not different. Different is being that quirky cowlick when you already comb your hair and wearing jeans instead of crowns when you want to be queen. In reality, everyone wants the same thing—beauty, recognition, intellect.

I only wanted one thing—I wanted to stop dreaming for the prince.

But he's Maxwell. When he's in my life, he pulls me into his magnetic field no matter how much I resist. When he's not, I miss him. Nagkaatraso ako sa kanya no'ng college na kinatatakutan kong singilin niya kapag nagkita kami.

As fate would have it, we are going to see each other.

Again.