After my mom died, I was heartbroken and devastated. She left behind a note for myself and my little sister and before we knew what hit us, we were on a plane, bound for Ireland.

Mom had one last wish for us:
To live our lives.
To have experiences.
To fall in love.

I don't think she meant for all those things to happen while we were in another country, but just when you least expect it, life throws you a curveball in the form of a Prince, who is unlike any other man you've ever met before.

I've never felt more alive than I do when I'm with Patrick. He's like a paintbrush, splashing color into my black and white world.

But this is nothing more than a vacation abroad that has to end.... right?