Prince Saleh

Part 1

I just sat there on the stool looking at myself in the mirror, as the makeup artist applied the makeup, fixing every flaw, I picked at my finger thoughts of what I would have wanted my life to be were erased, when I was little I always dreamt of getting my dream job becoming a fashion designer, finding the perfect man, get married and have start our lives together, but that dream died when my father became wealthy due to his law firm, I wasn't able to work, so I thought that's okay at less one day I'll find my Prince Charming, wrong I found a prince but he was far from charming, having a wealthy family has it ups and downs this was a down, we were the second wealthiest family in our country, so my parents had decided I needed a husband to keep up with our life, they met with the king and queen, the saleh's and asked for a proposal, they agreed.

So here I am about to meet with my "match", she finished my makeup then left the room, I got off the chair and disposed of my robe, I sighed then took the dress of the hanger, I slipped it on, I was about to zip it up when there was a knock on the door,

Mom-"can I come in?"

You-"yea.."

I said with no emotion.

Mom-"let me help you.."

She stepped behind me and zipped it up,

Mom-"are you excited.."

You-"of course.."

I lied,

Mom-"why aren't you smiling.."

I faked a smile and turned around,

You-"I'm just nervous...what if he doesn't like me.."

Mom-"he'll love you.."

Another lie I told her.