The Dance

I sat still in front of the dresser fidgeting with uncertainty. Claire had told me earlier when she happened to pass by my room that the guests started arriving. An hour had passed since then and more guests arrived and they will continue to increase until the party starts. It was the thought of facing different faces tonight which fills me with dread and discomfort. 

A soft sigh escaped from my lips. If only Ace was here, I wouldn't be so pressured because I have someone to lean on. I pushed the thoughts as fast as it arrived before it could ruin my mood. Dwelling over something impossible wouldn't help overcome my anxiety. 

There was a knock on the door. 

"Come in."

The knob turned then it opened. Claire entered my room, she was already dressed in a halter top gown made of fine silk. The color of the gown perfectly matched the color of her lively sapphire eyes. She was holding her Masquerade mask in her right hand.