Chapter 42 AméLie Petit

• I delicately picked up the mask. It was time to reveal myself, to stop living this life where he knows who I am but hasn’t truly been able to see how well he already knows me.
• I tied the mask to my bouquet and turned again to the mirror to admire my appearance. Looking at everyone, I felt content knowing that today, I am the Cinderella to a CEO, known for being a womanizer and not wanting any commitment with anyone else.
• “I think Cinderella is ready!” I heard Grandma Enora say.