Your Soul Is Beautiful, King.
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MatureOngoing45m
Last published Sat, Oct 18, 2025
Who says I can be in love without a certain reason?
Who says I pick someone to be in love with?
Who says he's not worthy of my love?
Who says... he's impossible to love?
If someone does say these, then it's simple.
They're blind. And stupid.
~~
"His soul is so beautiful, how can I not fall in love with him?" I mumbled before burying my face on my pillow. My cheeks are probably red by now.
"You're whipped, young lady." My cousin, Brendon, laughed at me. "Our princess has finally found her first love. Not a prince, not a knight in shining armor, but a King."
I threw another pillow at his face, he continued to tease me more with his ridiculously contagious laugh.
So, what? That's his name. Rey.
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