Goodbye, My Love

Just as the red wine was on the verge of spilling onto Loraine, a figure appeared out of nowhere and swiftly embraced her, preventing any harm from befalling her.

The dark wine stained the man’s silvery-grey outfit. Loraine looked up into the deep gaze hidden behind a silver fox mask, her surprise freezing her in place.

The man was impeccably dressed, his attire screaming Luxury. His cufflinks boasted a gem worth a fortune. He seemed a prince from a fairy tale.

With his dramatic entrance and heroic save, he stole the limelight even from the golden knight. The sight was enough to make many of the women present hold their hearts and squeal with delight.

Upon observing the man’s luxurious attire, Paige instantly deduced his affluent status, a realization she quickly Lamented.

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remain unrecognized. With a dash of sarcasm and an odd voice modulation, she retorted, “Seems Like our lady here is quite the men’s favorite.

a flighty damsel,

and detached herself. Her gaze was riddled with suspicion as

possibly know her? It appeared as

to her rescue… An oddly familiar sensation made

casting a shadow that vaguely reminded her

mask, “Don’t presume hiding behind a mask gives you the right to malign others.

fell silent. Her inability to respond left her feeling

face Loraine, proceeding to bow courteously

the pleasure of

her aid to pair him with Loraine, hoping that she would consent

return, he stumbled