"Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead."
-Oscar Wilde
Her eyes moved at an incredible speed from left to right, devouring every word written by Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Grey. Her hands held the book close to her, the pages were already worn out and the book's hardcover had dents. Despite she did her best to care for all of her books as one would care for something precious, it was an inevitable occurrence especially after how many times she'd read each and every one of them. Indeed, anyone who loved to read would know they were simply signs that almost all of her books were tremendously loved by young Juliet. The young woman had long since lost count of how many times she had read the novel as she had with many other books, but she didn't care to count for any of them anymore as she once did. Although she had started reading the novel an hour earlier, she was already just a few pages away from reaching the end.
As soon as she read the last sentence contained in her worn out book, Juliet's thoughts shifted from the tragedy of Dorian Gray to thoughts of her beloved Romeo. Their romance had broken every boundary known to her, going against the odds and simply plunging into the deep fires of passion. Oh what a great tragedy it was when she learned her soulmate and greatest love was none other than the one she was supposed to hate the most. Although she had been reluctant at first to cave into temptation at his loving gaze, she knew she had been lost the moment their eyes plunged deeply into one another. She did not care to know of a life without Romeo and would rather die than to ever know of such great tragedy. Neither did she dare to forget of the consequences of their love and what chaos would be unleashed were her parents ever to find out. And even though Romeo could be rather clingy to the point of being a bit overwhelming for the unexperienced girl Juliet was, she knew nothing but to love her Romeo for a long as she could.
Lost in thoughts was the young girl when her her sweet friend Ophelia sent her a message. Her phone's notification was completely ignored by the ever-so-daydreaming Juliet who had abandoned the tangible Earth to enter the abstract realms of her complex mind. It wasn't until she felt a slight nudge on her right shoulder that she was brought back to reality.
"Julieta, It's time for you to get ready for the festival dear." Juliet's nanny, Helena, hastened the young girl.
Although Helena's intentions were driven by her patrons, Juliet's parents, who wanted their daughter to attend the event with ulterior motives. Given Juliet's suitor would also be attending the Midsummer Night's Festival. Helena also wanted for her dear Juliet to enjoy herself at the Festival. Juliet finally nodded still a bit dozed off taking her time to transition back into real life. Had it not been because Romeo would be at the festival, Juliet would have hardly cared and would have seen suspected of her loving nanny's real intentions. Regardless, any time she'd get to spend with her lover was a time well spent. Without further haste, she checked her phone to see the time only to see the Ophelia's message and replied without further haste.
{ To: Amore Mio❤, Ophelia }
{ From: Juliet }
{ Count me in! I wouldn't miss it for the world. }
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As soon after she sent the message, Juliet stood up and hastily hurried to place it on one of her many massive bookshelves in order to begin getting ready for the festival. Although she didn't care much for material possessions and choose to live as normally as possibly without constantly reminding herself of her parent's overwhelming status and wealth. Having her own library was something she had allowed herself to indulge with.
After she ventured deep into the woods, she immediately hoped to see her Romeo awaiting for her only to be caught off guard after seeing him from afar. Beyond doubt, she immediately recognized his back from a distance and was now determined to sneak up on her lover. The young woman carefully walked slowly and steadily behind him and only when he was at arms reach did she hug him from behind lovingly.
"Found you." Juliet whispered holding onto her Romeo with a devious smile drawn upon her lips.