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And don't you know that you are the reason that the prince always wakes up every day with a huge smile on his face You are the manifestation of sweet dreams. Hope you know about it and is like a gift and you were born with it. You are alluring. There’s no way an extremely cute girl like you could exist in this world. But here you are! You have the smile of someone who knows the big secret of living beautifully. That is so charming and sincerely speaking, everything would be better if more people were like you! Has Stormie ever said this to you before about his happiness? Just know that you make him happier and you've won his heart.

Until then keep smiling and stay healthy. Love, Natalie

It was a simple message, but it filled me with a sense of excitement and anticipation. "Be ready and come down. I'm waiting for you at the breakfast table." The words were written in a neat, flowing script with a smiley face at the end, and I could almost picture the person who had written them. I knew exactly who it was, and the thought of making the face was almost too unbelievable.

More than that, he’s smiling. It’s nothing elaborate. It’s small. A Vincent smile. I take it.

"If I may ask, what's your name?" Gosh, he talks a lot. Having had enough of him I stand up gathering my things and look for somewhere else to seat. I hear footsteps behind me. Quickly I turn around and slam! I thought I hit a wall but no, it was that stupid annoying boy that wouldn't let me be. For the first time since our conversation, I have a proper look at his face. "Hi," he smiles at me rubbing slow circles up and down my arms steadying me. His smile makes me want to, smile. Is that even possible?.

The kind of smile that makes your heart do that little flip. And I know I'm totally done for.....

People were listening. People believed me. People cared. A smile slowly stretched across my face. Greta noticed immediately. "There she is." "What?" "That smile." She grinned. "I haven't seen that smile in ages." I rolled my eyes. "You're being dramatic." "I'm your publicist." She adjusted her glasses proudly. "Being dramatic is literally part of my job description." I laughed. A real laugh. The kind that reached my chest. The kind I hadn't experienced in a very long time.

“I want to lecture you, but I have to admit that it is good to see you laugh again. I haven’t seen you laugh for a long time. You should try doing it more often. Both of you look beautiful when you smile.” I shake my head. “I don’t know about that. It will ruin my reputation of being a cold and fierce CEO. Plus, who has a smiling security team. I think that would freak people out more than anything. I’ll keep my smiles restricted for outside the office with friends and family.” A playful smirk spreads across Page’s face as she teases, “And for your special someone.”

A smile smeared on my face. Boom!

She bit her lips out of embarrassment. "Stupid," she whispered and went back to her room. She sat at her study table and got her pen. She flipped the pages and uncapped her pen. "In every type of smile, mocking smile, sad smile or even a confident smile, the smile you gave me is my favorite." She wrote it down on her notes. Then she flipped to another page. "You made me laugh, that made my day enough, You are the joy, that I truly enjoy, You made me special today,