To everyone's surprise, she passed the crown of jewels. Instead, she chose the crown of flowers. Wearing that, finally, she felt like a queen.
"You're not worth it," said they. "If it's about me, then I'll decide," said I. I decided to believe in myself.
She was not his first true love. She was his last. That was enough for her.
Everyone thought she was a mistake to be forgotten. He thought she was a lesson to be remembered. She was the reason he did not mess up with his next.
He could love. That was the important part. Whom he loved. That did not matter. He had every reason to be proud of himself.
Everyone wants something like Lily-Marshall or Monica-Chandler. But real stories are made of something else. No wonder, the climax belongs to Robin-Ted or Rachel-Ross.
He let her go. Because she wanted to. Because he loved her.
Life was unfair to both, like everyone else. One decided to pay it forward, like many. One decided to protect others, like some.
She was the odd one out everywhere. Till she found a kingdom full of others like her. She wasn't alone, but just another Thumbelina.
Their story was inches away from becoming that. "The unattainable love epic" was their title. Until one of them said, "Forget the story. I want you!"