Sleeping Beauty But She Was Faking

I’ve waited through centuries of footsteps, whispers, and false proclamations of love. While the world thought me cursed, I was clear-eyed, choosing silence over submission. Every prince, every poet, every pretender who entered my chamber told me more about themselves than they realized. Some turned back in fear. Others couldn’t see past my beauty. But the one who woke me? He didn’t try to save me. He simply sat beside me, patient and still, and waited for me to open my eyes.