'WHO AM I?' he asked.
That was a straightforward question. It was simple and was just composed of three words. Funny how I found it harder to answer than complex math.
If Jacob and I had met in Spain, I could have proudly raised my chin and spat the truth on his face. Or maybe, telling him who I really am wouldn't be as easy as that since I'm a princess. Royals like us barely mingle with commoners like him. The chances for us to even talk with each other as freely would be very steep. It would even be close to impossible if I'll consider how strict our guards are, but at least I wouldn't have to lie about my everything, right?
How pathetic is it not to have the option to tell someone you like your nickname? How hard is it to say, Hi! I'm Charlotte.
Seconds passed by, and
