“As far as boyfriends were concerned, I dated, had a lot ofmeaningless relationships and that was pretty much it. It was reallyhard to find a decent guy. A guy that would be worthwhile. Theywere all great in the beginning, sweet and caring, sensitive andromantic. But if you scratched deeper, you would find NOTHING.Plenty of nothing. Sometimes one might even be surprised just howmuch nothing there was, but not me. No. Somehow, I had learnedto brace myself for the worst. But, to be honest, it wasn’t alwaysthe case. Some of the guys weren’t that empty beneath the surface,some even proved to be quite the opposite. True-Prince-charmingkind of guys... And their girlfriends! They were even more charmingprincesses when they found out. Well, I guess we all have our littleflaws... So, after some time, I was finally coming to terms with thegenuine truth that there was no such thing as a perfect boyfriend.On the other hand, Melina was waiting for her prince on awhite horse, and was honestly expecting him to show up single. Nomatter how many times I’d tried to convince her that all a girl getsfrom that prince-on-a-white-horse fairytale is actually and inevitablya horse and no prince, she never believed that.”

“What irritated me most in that entire situation was the fact that Iwasn’t feeling humiliated, or annoyed, or even fooled. Betrayal waswhat I felt, my heart broken not just by a guy I was in love with, butalso by, as I once believed, a true friend.”

“If a prince on a white horse actually appeared in front of me...I think I'd like to see him fall off that horse. But..if he wasn't a prince on a white horse to begin with...what would I want then?”

“Listen, Elena, after high school I left and I had a lot ofrelationships and nothing seemed right to me. But I rememberedyou often. You can say that we were kids back then and that thatwas kids’ stuff... and maybe it was. But now, when I am not a childanymore, there isn’t a doubt in me that it simply has to be you or noone else. I don’t want you to be the one that got away, at least notwithout a fight.”

“He just wasn’t the guy, you know? I want the guy. The everything guy. Not the dumb Prince Charming, nauseatingly-perfect everything guy. That’s pathetic. I want the flaws-and-all everything guy.”

“It’s my own fault, really. For believing in fairy tales. Not that I ever mistook them for actual historical fact, or anything. But I did grow up believing that for every girl, there’s a prince out there somewhere. All she has to do is find him. Then it’s on with thehappily ever after. So you can only imagine what happened when I found out. That my prince really IS one. A prince. No, I really mean it. He’s an actual PRINCE.”

“I don't want to tell you how to be a prince, but shouldn't you have some bodyguards or something?""Bodyguards? Who would want to harm a charming guy like me?”