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

at Mark, who both pretended to be

himself was looking dapper tonight, wearing a crisp tuxedo

ball himself, alongside the nanny, to help

were supposed to pretend we didn’t know each other. If

be able to

me to have

keep an eye on her myself. If she needed me, I would be there in an instant,

damned.

me

Then she giggled.

laughed too, just a little. “If you need anything tonight.

and patted my arm, like I had

alright.”

of course. She was in very good hands, and I didn’t need

worrying about myself. I had

Mark, and the nanny went down to the ballroom first.

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