Thorn

She is beauty, she is grace. She is a princess.
Her maid, on the other hand, was not.
A thorn that wanted nothing more than to be a Rose, just like her princess.
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"Common, the more you suppress it, the stronger it grows. Just tell her. What could go wrong?" Lynn rolled her eyes at Rose's silence.

Rose laughed in a sarcastic tone, gaining the friends' attention. "Tell her what? That her less than elegant moments are something I will treasure, or that I will hopelessly follow her every request, no matter how idiotic? How she may see herself as someone less, but she is bigger in my eyes than anyone."
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