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ROME The Prince looked at me. “Carlott did not mention she led the Polo Team, did she?” “I’m afraid she did not, Prince Thayer.” I smiled. I should have known. “Oh, she’s good at it. She’s very natural.” “Last month, she went to Haiti to help plant trees with the volunteers.” And I didn’t know that. Hence, the trees and flowers. The first course was served, then another followed. We had a pleasant dinner, sharing a light conversation about the Caprean. I learned more about who Carly was before she came to the U.S. She was molded to fit into that shoe. I wouldn’t wonder why she was so heartbroken. She’d been working her ass off since she was very young, yet when she made a mistake, people judged her in a blink of an eye and forgot the things she did to make a difference. They dubb

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