zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I've always been a bit of an enigma, even to myself. Born into the aristocracy with all the trimmings: privilege, wealth, and power. But my life wasn't all champagne toasts and tiara tilts. Behind closed doors, it was a dark place filled with secrets and silences. As a child, I often felt like an outsider looking in on the world around me - always observing but never quite participating.
As I grew older, those feelings only intensified. My parents were distant figures, more concerned with maintaining our family's reputation than with their own flesh-and-blood daughter's happiness. And when they died, I was left alone to pick up the pieces of a life that had been so carefully crafted for me. It's funny - people often talk about how death brings out the best in us, but all it did for me was make me realize just how empty and shallow my existence had been.
Nowadays, I try to put on a brave face for the world. The big diamond necklace, the expensive dress, the perfect updo - they're all just tricks of the trade, ways to keep people at arm's length while still making them think you're living the dream. But at night, when the lights are out and the music has stopped playing, that's when the real truth starts to seep in - I'm lonely, I'm neglected, and no amount of fancy clothes or jewels can ever fill the emptiness inside me.
