Chapter 66 Masquerade Ball

• I entered the venue that housed the masquerade ball with quiet confidence, dressed in an elegant black suit that fit me like a second skin, I felt every bit the man I am.
• My mask, sleek and black, adorned with subtle silver accents, hid my identity, leaving only a mysterious edge visible to those around me.
• The ballroom was alive with chatter and laughter, a swirl of colorful costumes and elaborate masks. Yet all I could focus on was the uneasy feeling stirring inside me.