Do you believe that there is at least one individual in this world that looks like you? At least that’s the case between me and Charissa -- my personal maid. With my father, the King, asking me to wed the prince who’s perfect in every way – I decided to run away from home and pretend to be her.
I learned her native language and because some of their words are similar to Spanish, I didn’t have a hard time. In return, I taught her everything I know so she could pretend to be me. Honestly, if I didn’t know that she is her mother’s daughter – I would really think that we are twin sisters. Seriously, we look alike except for one thing which I can’t reveal just yet.
For now, I am on my way to Dumaguete, Charissa’s hometown.