“Oh, this?” Ana said as she fixed her hair. “I just came from a charity mission at an orphanage earlier. I helped clean and cook for the children. I didn’t have time to change because I rushed here to see all of you.”
She looked at Clara, who had turned pale.
“You said this was a success party? Well, I define success differently, Clara. True success is helping others—not looking down on people.”
Ana boarded the helicopter. Before the door closed, she waved.
“Goodbye, classmates. I won’t be able to attend the next reunion. I’ll be busy running my country.”
The helicopter flew away, leaving her classmates speechless, humiliated, and filled with regret for belittling a true princess.
THE END.
