The Prince and Me and E.D.

The Prince and Me and E.D.

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Everyone is damaged in some way or another, some people are just better at faking happiness then others. Arienne Mayfair is one of those people. To most she is a healthy 17 year old girl with the world on a string. Those who know her, know otherwise. Arienne has been struggling with an eating disorder for 10 years, and is finally on the road to recovery. Fresh out of residential treatment, she is selected to participate in the selection for the spouses for Prince Noah and Princess Madison Schreave. As events u fold, she starts to fall for Noah, question her sexuality, and continue to struggle with treatment.
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[[COMPLETED]] Go where your feet takes you Find what your heart looks for. No one is by your side. So the moon shall be your guide. ~•~•~ The moon was the only comfort she found, the only reassurance she could allow. The moon had shown her its soothing soft light, the only one who've seen her story. The only one who've heard of her silent cries. Elise Aubrie Winslow is a twelve year old girl. And the moon was the only thing she could rely on, the only thing she found as soothing despite the troubles she had. Nobody wanted to listen to her and so she closed her mouth for good. Nobody spared her a glance and so she was like a phantom wearing a mask to hide her screams and her quiet sorrowful wails. Nobody cared and so she learned on how to walk on her own, trying not to trip on her own two feet. Nobody understood her the way the moon did. But then she found them. And she felt like she was finally home. Like she finally knows where she truly belongs. And they stayed. They became her comfort. They became important. They became her home. Her family. Her moon. ____ Selenophilia (n) Loving the moon and finding it soothingly captivating.

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