Manhattan, New York 2019
BELLE: PRINCESS ELYSENDRIA. After the New York Fashion Week, I saw Ezra. We met each other again at Uncle Simone’s fashion house, where I work as a fashion designer.
I knew it was Ezra, but he seems not to recognize me. Every day I remind myself it was just one of my beautiful nightmares. Perhaps it was just a dream—my elusive dream of getting married to someone handsome and gorgeous like Ryan Gosling.
I kept the necklace Ezra gave me. Five years have passed I learned to accept that the man in my dreams is not fated to love me.
Ezra still exists but so sad that we are now . . . total strangers. He doesn’t even dare peek a gaze on me even if we work closely together.
I am a fashion designer, and he is a famous bachelor fashion model at my Uncle Simone’s fashi
