On the night of the Second Ball, Charlotte helped me add the finishing touches to my costume.

My sheer butterfly wings hung close to my shoulders, not extending too far, just enough to show. My hair was up and mostly hidden under a sea of brightly colored flowers. My mask covered most of my face.

leaving only my mouth and chin exposed.

Looking in the mirror, I barely recognized myself. I doubted anyone else would either. Despite what he

said, I even had my doubts about Nicholas.

Charlotte handed me my gloves one by one as I slid them on.

“Tonight, you can be anyone,” she said.

No one would know me. No one would know that I’m the outsider tonight. I would simply be part of the

group.

I nodded, unsure what to say. I didn’t know how that made me feel. I wasn’t ashamed of who I was, but I

had always wondered what it would feel like to belon

costume, ran circles around the

Mark, who both pretended to be intimidated.

looking dapper tonight, wearing a crisp tuxedo

the ball himself, alongside the nanny, to help keep an

didn’t know each other. If we spent too

able to guess my identity

down to give Elva a hug. It would hurt me to

keep an eye on her myself. If she needed me, I would

damned.

me tightly, her lanky arms around my neck.

Mommy.” Then

a little. “If

Mommy,” she said, and patted my arm, like I had done so many

alright.”

in very good hands, and I didn’t

easier than worrying about myself. I

down to the ballroom first.

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