After last night, Esmeray kept thinking about Arnold. His voice, his eyes, his gentleness and kindness, all seemed so beautiful and wonderful. She was not the type to fall for some prince charming, to her such men seemed unrealistic and empty. She was very realistic girl, who never dreamed anout some prince charming or some fairytale life. She knew that she would never find something above her expectations, there were two reasons for that: one, she considered herself not so much beautiful as her mother. She thought that beauty was the thing, people wanted the most. It was true to some extent, she had heard people saying if a girl is not beautiful, she won't ever get married. But she accepted her herself, even if she nobody wanted to marry her, to her self-love was important, that's what her mother taught her. And the second: she was the runway daughter of a princess, whose father was a baker, to people she was a disgrace and worthless girl. She started hating the people around her, th