11 A Night of Unspoken Words

At the masquerade ball, Wayne’s mention of the lavish gifts prepared for Emma instantly shifted her focus. She suggested logging them for future reciprocation, a practice ingrained in their family

tradition.

Do you ever tire of these events?” Wayne asked, sensing her disinterest.

Emma sighed, “Every smile here hides a lot more than it reveals. I long for a world where words and intentions mean what they say and portray.”

Wayne nodded, understandingly. “Perhaps one day, you’ll find that world.”

Emma. “You look like your mother

softened. “I miss her, Dad. She

wrapped an arm around her. “She’d be proud of the woman you’ve become,

eyes, hidden behind the mask, locked, fraught with unspoken

Alex began, uncertainty

she replied coolly, masking

we talk?” he asked, a hint of

turning

Emma walked away, her thoughts swirled. ‘He never saw me, not really,‘ she realized. ‘It’s time to

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