"Yes, I did lose my memory. But that’s a story for another time. Today is your day, Puri. So go and get changed," said Aira, successfully diverting Puri’s thoughts.
Aira walked over to the stack of dresses that had been prepared. She picked out the most beautiful gown among them—a black dress that was quite sexy and suited Puri’s personality.
Not long after, Pierre returned to the room to check on their readiness.
"Are you ready?" Pierre asked from outside the room.
Aira opened the door and let Pierre see Puri in her beautiful dress.
"Wow!" was Pierre’s reaction. He then approached Puri and handed her something else to wear.
"A mask?" Puri asked in surprise.
"Yes, I haven’t told you, have I? This is a masquerade party. I suggested it so the guests wouldn’t recognize me when I wanted
