Whispers of the Enchanted Forest

Whispers of the Enchanted Forest

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  • Prompt: “Do you love me?” Alice asked softly. “No,” said the White Rabbit. “I don’t love you.” Alice frowned and clasped her hands, the way she always did when she felt small and hurt. “You see?” the Rabbit continued. “Now you’ll start wondering what’s wrong with you. Why you’re not enough. Why I can’t love you at least a little.” He paused, then leaned in with eyes full of gentle wisdom. “That’s why I can’t love you—not yet. Because love isn’t supposed to fill the holes inside you. If you don’t love yourself, even just a little, then every careless word, every misunderstanding, every grey day from someone else will cut deep like a blade.” He looked at her kindly. “People hurt each other, Alice. Even the good ones. Not because they mean to, but because they’re tired or lost or struggling with something no one can see. That’s life. And you, my dear, must be strong enough not to crumble when it happens.” Alice looked down, quiet. The White Rabbit smiled. “The first time I saw you, I made a promise to myself. ‘I won’t love her until she learns to love herself.’ Because then, and only then, will your heart be safe—whether I’m here or not.”
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