Chapter thirty-one
Rosanna Vietillo POV
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“There are too many people,” Belle whispers as we walk through the back door of the gala. The soft music and the crowd is full on.
Thanks to the feathered mask that has kept our identities hidden. Or else, we would be the gossip bundles in the coming days. Everybody here knows us and our families.
“Shh. Don't worry, they have no idea who we are. If anyone tries to talk to you or us, just pretend like we are invited too. And maybe give a wrong name” I mention, as I let go of her hand.
“I want you to stay somewhere close by. Don't go anywhere, okay? I'll go find Lucifer and talk to him” I let her know as I look around. My eyes anxiously looking for him.
I am sure he is here. And I'm not certain if our family was invited like every year
