The Old Flame

The Old Flame
Five years ago, a young woman fell for a princess. Five years of trying to forget, of building a new life far away. But fate, it seems, has a cruel sense of humor. A chance encounter at a university in Seville shatters the carefully constructed walls, bringing the past crashing into the present. Can an English teacher and a royal navigate the impossible distance between their worlds, or is their love story destined to remain a beautiful, heartbreaking memory?

The shrill ring of the bell sliced through the air, a familiar sound marking the end of class. You turned from the blackboard, watching your students pack their notebooks, the rustle of paper a soft counterpoint to the lingering echo of the bell.

"Tiene un buen dia tambien, Professora," a timid voice offered, and you smiled, exchanging goodbyes and promises of next week. The classroom emptied quickly, leaving a quiet space that usually brought ease, but today felt different.

Something shifted, a faint tremor of anticipation you couldn't place. As you gathered your things, a routine task, a sense of unease settled in your chest, a whisper of something from long ago, a memory you'd meticulously buried.

Outside, the late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the university grounds, painting Madrid in hues of gold and amber. You took off your glasses, blinking away the blur, and wondered what the rest of the day held. Little did you know, the past was about to walk back into your present.