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My mind has been clear and I now have time for my detailed explanation, though it is too little, and much too late.
When I met Claire, I thought she was too good to be true. I found myself fall easy into conversation with her, and I invited her to Copenhagen, not with the intention of pursuing a relationship with her. But quickly, things progressed to that level. Yes, all the while, I was engaged to Mary Donaldson.
Yesterday, during the press conference , Mary had said, it had come to a point in our relationship, where we had to decide what to do. Either get married, or break it off. So, we became engaged. Had my relation not come to that point with Mary, I would have broken things off with Mary, and I would have went with Claire.
My life is not an ordinary one. When I had decided I wanted to propose marriage to Mary. My mother the Queen had to give consent, as well as other political figures. I could not break it off suddenly, no matter how much I wanted to.
Do I love Mary? Yes. Am I in love with her? I am not so sure.
I have been thinking about what just might have been my last conversation with Claire. She said, I will have to live with this gulit, and that I should not tell Mary about her, so she can still see me for the good man she thinks I am.
Basically, what I am getting at with this long ramble of nothing is, even if I wanted to be done with Mary, and pursue something I might have had with Claire. It is not possible. Preparations have already been made, and basically, the show must go on.
Claire, again, I apologize. I do care for you and you will always have a piece of my heart, though it pains me to know that when you think of me your heart grows cold.
When I met Claire, I thought she was too good to be true. I found myself fall easy into conversation with her, and I invited her to Copenhagen, not with the intention of pursuing a relationship with her. But quickly, things progressed to that level. Yes, all the while, I was engaged to Mary Donaldson.
Yesterday, during the press conference , Mary had said, it had come to a point in our relationship, where we had to decide what to do. Either get married, or break it off. So, we became engaged. Had my relation not come to that point with Mary, I would have broken things off with Mary, and I would have went with Claire.
My life is not an ordinary one. When I had decided I wanted to propose marriage to Mary. My mother the Queen had to give consent, as well as other political figures. I could not break it off suddenly, no matter how much I wanted to.
Do I love Mary? Yes. Am I in love with her? I am not so sure.
I have been thinking about what just might have been my last conversation with Claire. She said, I will have to live with this gulit, and that I should not tell Mary about her, so she can still see me for the good man she thinks I am.
Basically, what I am getting at with this long ramble of nothing is, even if I wanted to be done with Mary, and pursue something I might have had with Claire. It is not possible. Preparations have already been made, and basically, the show must go on.
Claire, again, I apologize. I do care for you and you will always have a piece of my heart, though it pains me to know that when you think of me your heart grows cold.