Eveline Delamane is currently speeding through life at 15 wtf's per hour. Most evenings are spend with three bottles of gin and two of her best mates. Hangovers were friendly reminders that at the age of twenty five, everyone had to take care of themselves. She's always the one getting into trouble at bars, not being able to hold back her tongue for five seconds. The things that matter in Evee's life: having a good laugh and her carrier.
The children at the hospital were the reason she survived her hangovers four times a week. They always knew how to put a smile on her face, after four cups of coffee that is. When one day, Eveline stumbles upon a world-famous ginger at work, things just don't go as smoothly as usual. Through her black eye, hangover and sarcastic wit, she doesn't seem to recognize one particular prince. What was Ed Sheeran doing at the hospital anyways?
The reason I wrote this, is because it kind of takes me away from all the responsibilities and pressures of being a nurse myself. I'm no royal expert and not obsessed with HRH. I did however, do a lot of research work for this story so many (not all) things that are written about 'royal history' are true. I needed a prince to write about and well, we all have a crush on Prince Harry.
I use Hilary Duff as a reflect for my main character because I think she's a natural beauty and has great style. I hope she won't be mad I have used her pictures.
This was written before the whole Meghan Markle ordeal. I have nothing against the woman, she's beautiful and supports many charities. I pray to God neither of them will ever read this.
This is a mature story, there's cursing and lemons. Don't read if you're quickly offended. English is not my native language.
THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION.