Laughter echoed through the glittering halls of the party as masked guests twirled on the marble floors. Gowns shimmered beneath the golden chandeliers, and the air was heavy with perfume, secrets, and hidden agendas.
Evelyn stood near the balcony, her velvet mask hugging the contours of her face, hiding the storm behind her eyes. Every smile she gave was rehearsed. Every gesture, calculated. Somewhere in the crowd, she hoped Adrian lurked, hidden behind one of the many masks.
She felt like a bird in a cage, dressed in gold but imprisoned. Tonight’s masquerade was her first breath of freedom.
“Can i have her back “Adrian said .
“Sure ,damien said and handed her over”
She didn’t dare speak. She simply nodded and placed her hand in his, letting him lead her into the swirl of dancers. Ev
