A Tale of Two Hearts

yfair. Towering buildings loomed above her as far as her eyes could see; their grand appearances well-lit by the soft glow of street

was with a mix of excitement and nervousness. With each heartbeat reminding her about the feeling of glamour i

of color and movement, filled with elegantly dressed guests twirling across the dance floor in ways she had not seen before. Multiple chand

came to this ball with the secondary purpose of finding inspiration for her artwork and maybe even attracting the

-class circles that surrounded her. Her upbringing had been far from privileged, her family having made

e took a sip. She took a look around the ballroom, her observation lingering on the various masked faces that surroun

a peculiar voice behind her. "May I have this dance? A smooth, manly soft voice asked, sending a shiver down Ivy's spine. She turned

before her, for somehow, she felt she knew who he was. What made her stand out from the crowd, and who was this man? S

ect tune with her unidentified partner. Peering at him from behind her ma

cross the floor, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony. Move after move, Ivy stole glances at him from behind her mask,

matic partner's hands. She spoke in the lowest of tones, embarrassed and shy, h

ps. "It was entirely my pleasure," he said in a soothing, low voice. Ivy was alone on the dance floor, her pulse thumping i

met the mysterious stranger. She was absorbed in her feelings and thoughts amidst the lavish magnificence of the ballroom, it felt like there was something mea

silver-masked face, searching for any sign of her mysterious dance partner. But

room in an attempt to learn more about the man who was on her mind. However, no one appe

out to investigate every inch of the ballroom for any hints that could reveal

THE BOSS", flanked by his goons, had cornered a man asking him questions and had him beaten to a

someone is here

hole room. "Your demise will be one soon" he said as he issued what looked like a final warning with a stern look before heading out throug

what she had seen, as the music and laughter faded into the b

amiliar figure standing near the entrance to the ballroom; "there he is"

and was by fate. Each step she took had prints of timidness and excitement, as she tried to piece together what she had just stumbled u