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It was a typical story. The girl felt beautiful twirling with confidence. She felt like a princess. Her heart eager for someone to come capture. Typical. Their words began to echo in her mind. The twirling stopped. Her heart waiting to be captured was under siege. It battled pain, it battled the whispers, it built walls, it shot back on occasion. The heart left for capture was disintegrating into nothingness. Reflections became enemies.Once upon time, there was a princess who learned that happy ever after never did exist.Especially for a girl like her.