Rejected by the Cowboy
With tears in her eyes, everything became blurry as she walked until she entered the house.
Charlotte went to her old single bedroom, needing some time alone. She picked up a romance book she had bought the last time she went to the city. It was an old story. The cover immediately captivated her: a young woman in a dress in a castle and a man in shining armor, mounted on a white horse and holding a sword.
Sighing, she let herself be carried away by her imagination. Each line was like a dream, at least in the beginning of the book, where none of the main characters were going through any hardship. She didn’t notice time passing, as usual.
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