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There were so many people that their faces began to blur together in my head after a while.
“Princess Jilliannah.” I turned and saw a blonde boy a little taller than me. I was calling him a boy because he looked about my age, but I’m sure he wasn’t.
“Yes?”
“I’m Collin Mockery. I just wanted to congratulate you.”
“On what?” I asked with an eyebrow raised.
“Well, the engagement for one, but, and you didn’t hear this from me, you’ve been nominated for the Golden Sweetheart.”
“Wow. That’s amazing,” I started, having no idea what he was talking about.
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