Dreaming of a non-existent person and getting attached (WIP)
This has been in my wip for long enough
I always dreamt of blue skies and a garden. Roses that bloomed on perfectly trimmed bushes. And a gazebo that sits at the very heart.
I was like a princess, sipping tea and eating cake all the time. Pampered and love. Just like my real life.
I never lacked anything.
It was every little girl's dream.
But as I grew older, it comes along life with a few shifts. My parents were rarely home. I have no friends in school. And my only considered company where the maids. But they were very much like mannequins, only doing as what they are told.
And when they say fantasy is better than reality, it was my desperate prayer. To my garden where red roses grow. Where crystal blue skies bring me peace. And where I never go without company, where there was always someone beside me.
He serves me. Always catering every of my whims.
But I don't know him. Not his name--not his face. He was just a boy in a suit to me. And I only call him "butler".
But they never stopped as I grew older.