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LOVE OF THE BLIND *MELISSA OAKLAND*
#broken love
Melissa always thought that books close but the pages never change.
It was a lie.
One day, on a cool evening of the setting sun, she wrote her feelings on papers and sent it flying to her prince charming in white.Willams, the partner to her father in his company.
She imagined it all roses and bubbling laughter and confession between them when they finally meet at the ball, but even roses have torns and laughter big scorns.
On the day of their meeting in the exquisite ballroom owned by her father at the top of the hill not far from the Country, she wore a lovely rosy dress and on her neck her dead mother's diamonds with slight touch of gold in it, golden butterfly pinned her light brown hair in a bun letting the short front hair curl at her sides, quite close to her constrasting sharp green eyes which always seemed to shoot daggers even when not intended this made her come off as awfully confident.
She wore also, golden earrings to add to her beauty. It was simple but to her breathtaking she knew he was going to love it, but to her shock,her prince decked another woman as his princess.
And of course she recognized her, that dreadful little maid, a thief ! she thought,her face squeezed to a sneer. A thief of what was hers.
With her blood boiling up, she approached them in the midst of other guest sprawled around them a few turned to look at her but the pair were completely ignorant of her approach. "what do you intend to do calissta steal my...
Melissa always thought that books close but the pages never change.
It was a lie.
One day, on a cool evening of the setting sun, she wrote her feelings on papers and sent it flying to her prince charming in white.Willams, the partner to her father in his company.
She imagined it all roses and bubbling laughter and confession between them when they finally meet at the ball, but even roses have torns and laughter big scorns.
On the day of their meeting in the exquisite ballroom owned by her father at the top of the hill not far from the Country, she wore a lovely rosy dress and on her neck her dead mother's diamonds with slight touch of gold in it, golden butterfly pinned her light brown hair in a bun letting the short front hair curl at her sides, quite close to her constrasting sharp green eyes which always seemed to shoot daggers even when not intended this made her come off as awfully confident.
She wore also, golden earrings to add to her beauty. It was simple but to her breathtaking she knew he was going to love it, but to her shock,her prince decked another woman as his princess.
And of course she recognized her, that dreadful little maid, a thief ! she thought,her face squeezed to a sneer. A thief of what was hers.
With her blood boiling up, she approached them in the midst of other guest sprawled around them a few turned to look at her but the pair were completely ignorant of her approach. "what do you intend to do calissta steal my...
