You were deeply in love with Scaramouche, your Romeo. You're a Cinderella, yearning for him. Your parents disapproved of the relationship, making you lie about it.

You'd run away like Juliet, holding his hand for your own sake, and run until your parents scolded you.

You slowly realized it was critical, so you asked him to come and save you. To take and run away with you. Is your love real or just a fit of passion?

Unlike Juliet, you wished to have a happy ending like Cinderella.