St. Maria Academy: Constance
The sun was just beginning to peek through the curtains when Constance woke up. Her golden curls were splayed across the pillow, and a soft smile played on her lips. At 17, she was still discovering the world, but there was one thing she knew for certain. She was utterly smitten with Roman, the tall, dark, and handsome boy from the all-boys academy next door. Constance stretched languidly, thinking back to the dream she h...