The Boy I Couldn't Marry

The Boy I Couldn't Marry

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Despite what people might think, we didn't intend for a romance to come out of one nice gesture. He had no idea when he first spoke to me, he would fall in love with me. He was trying to do a simple good deed, and make a young girl smile. If I had known the love that would entail, maybe I would have avoided him at all cost. Or maybe I wouldn't have, because of how beautiful it was. Maybe I would have just been okay with the pain and suffering if I had the chance to feel that kind of love a second time around. The kind of love you think about 40 years later, while having afternoon tea with your husband while you discuss the news. The kind you'd sacrifice almost everything for, but not everything. Nobody will ever know what lies in the deepest parts of a woman's heart, this is just a peak into mine.
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He was the prince of England. I was the Princess of Wales-a small province in England. She was the Princess of Sweden. They had to marry for their kingdom to reunite so that we could protect our motherland from the powerful forces of Mafias. He loved me. I loved him back. But our love? Our Love was like a black rose. So beautiful and magnificent, yet impossible. It needed more than just the nature's powerful forces which we were devoid of. There were no powerful elements to support us. The handful supporters were weak. Very, very weak. There might be a war outside, but there was a war inside our minds and hearts too. Who will I choose? My best friend or my lover? Who will he choose? Me or his father's orders? Most importantly, who will she choose? Her best friend or a person who doesn't love her back?  Highest Rank- #26 in ChickLit {4/12/2014} #307 in Romance {7/12/2014} Copyright-(c) 2014 by hidden_writer_

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