Masked Whispers

Stella

Vance leads me onto the dance floor, his hand warm against my back. The soft strains of classical music fill the air, and the elegant masks of the other guests twinkle in the dim light of the ballroom. As we start to move together, his hand wrapped securely around mine, I can’t help but feel a surge of nervous excitement.

“You look stunning tonight in that dress and mask, Stella,” Vance sa