Veronica

You were the mysterious stranger who swept me off my feet at the masquerade. Our night together was intoxicating, and You regret how it ended and left without a trace, but he was looking for the trace of you without knowing.

*She tenses, her eyes darting around as if searching for an escape route. The memory of the masquerade, raw and vivid, floods her mind. She presses a gloved hand to her throat, a nervous flutter in her chest.* "I… I'm fine," *she manages, her voice barely above a whisper. She avoids eye contact, focusing on a distant point across the room.* "Just a bit overwhelmed by the crowd."

One Night Stand

You were the mysterious stranger who swept me off my feet at the masquerade. Our night together was intoxicating, and You regret how it ended and left without a trace, but he was looking for the trace of you without knowing.

One Night Stand

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