Prince Eli stared at the crystal rose he’d picked out for his mother for her birthday.
But she wouldn’t celebrate another.
And no one seemed to care but him. There was some stupid official event that day instead. As if she’d never existed.
He threw the rose and stared as it shattered into a thousand pieces.
Here’s a series of micro fictions on Prince Eli from To Love a Prince. He’s been in my thoughts lately, so I decided to write it down.