"I'll answer that as long as you promise you'll be healed." Even though I was crying. Even though I was embarrassed. Even if this is the case, I will admit it.
Clyde was my wizard in shining armor whenever I'm in despair.
He always comes when I need him.
He proved to me that magic is real.
And HE is real.
"Clyde…" I stood up to bring my face close to his. I wanted to whisper to him the words… "I'm sorry but I still like Prince Justin."
Clyde closed her eyes when I said that. Something I expected him to do.
Because that way…
I can kiss him on his lips…
And tell him that…
"But I'll choose a happier ending with you, Clyde."
He wasn't able to reply anything. Then I kissed him and we just hugged hoping this will be over and that his condition will be okay.
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