Page 45 of Florian's Bride
The pieces of his heart that remain inside him…I think they beat only for Mom and me, and he uses all his strength not to show his monstrous nature to us.
My family would always protect me and destroy anyone who as much as breathed at me wrong.
They would always give me anything I wanted.
I’m a princess, right?
Except princesses usually stay locked away in their tower, alone.
I just want them for once…to see me and my pain.
They stay oblivious to it, though, and instead, only add salt to injury with their offers.
Why would my parents want me away from home, Florian? And worse…why does my brother agree and support Dad’s decision for once in his life?
From Florian’s email to Jimena…
My trip to another continent proved to be great because I found all the diamonds I needed for my latest collection.
I’m going to call it ‘Sunrise Above the Ocean’ and use yellow diamonds and sapphires for it. They are so clear they remind me of your eyes.
I’ll make a necklace for you out of yellow diamonds so you can stare at them whenever you wish. They can remind you the sun always comes up, no matter what.
Humans are complicated creatures who have one thing in common.
They love to hope, even if that hope kills them from the inside out.
I don’t consider myself an artist because in order to breathe and survive in this world, I need to create, but my creation is centered on business.
Always has been, always will be.
After all, it’s in my blood.
The Price dynasty equals luxurious jewelry. One of a kind and sought out by the powerful and wealthy.
I don’t create my art in order for people to stare at it and give me compliments. I create it to sell it so our empire can prosper.
The true art pieces of mine are the rings I’ve made for the Four Dark Horsemen and all the jewelry I’ve gifted you over the years.
Those were done just for me as they soothed something within me.
It’s hard to explain, but nevertheless…a talent can be a blessing and a curse depending on how much you use it, and even when you use it…you will appreciate it only if other people do.
Art requires appreciation. Otherwise, is there any other meaning to it?
Why am I telling you this?
Playing the harp is a talent not many have, but, princess?
You do.
Whenever you’re on stage and perform, your whole face lights up, and you play each note as if you feel them.
You’re fully immersed in the process, and that’s a beautiful sight.
If you thrive so much here, can you imagine what kind of opportunities you’ll have in boarding school surrounded by talented people who live and breathe music?
It’s hilarious that you see this as a lack of love from your family when it’s the opposite.