Carolina always hated being a princess.
The sense of duty, the discipline, the exhausting, mundane routines of doing what a princess is expected to do. All she ever dreamed of was being free. She craved the feeling of the wind in her hair, the ground under her bare feet and dirt under her nails. But nothing made her dread her royal name more, than when her parents arranged for her marriage to a prince she's never met. Carolina chooses to run away.
But what she never expected, is that she'd run straight into the arms of her true love.
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"I love you," he whispered, his voice breaking.
She opened her mouth, but no words came. She couldn't say it back.
Because to her, he was nothing but a stranger with sad eyes and a heart full of ghosts.