An Invitation
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An Invitation She stepped down from the carriage; the time was getting closer to midnight by the second. The invite she held in her hand was written in crimson ink.” Who was it from?” she wondered as she continued reading.”Join me at midnight for this a special night, tonight the masquerade ball. Meet me on the steps outside Westmall Hall. A carriage will be waiting.” She was early with no one in sight, the building was dark and silent. “Was it a joke?” she pondered as she waited for the phantom Ankara escort writer. ‘Boom’ a local clock started chiming midnight. The sound made her jump out of her skin but she felt warmth on her neck. She turned and there stood a handsome man dressed in a black suit. Over his left shoulder was draped a black cloak; he removed it and draped it over the young woman. “You’re cold; let me help you.” He walked her into the house, an amazing light flashed, and there was Ankara escort bayan warmth, music and people all dressed in long dresses and smart suits. “Where did they come from?” she asked. He turned and replied “They was always there didn’t you hear them?” It became hazy; she knew that she couldn’t hear them before, but now she thought she could. He pulled her to the dance floor and took her into his arms. Straight away she felt at ease like she had known Escort Ankara him forever, but they had only just met. The other dancers cleared the floor and allowed them to dance alone to some slow music. He whispered into her ear as they danced “Do you want to belong to me?” Her heart was telling her something was wrong but her mind said different. She had always been the bridesmaid and never the bride and now she felt like the one in the spotlight, she felt like the bride. She nodded and they continued dancing this time getting quicker and quicker. She felt as though she had left her feet her eyes closed, she still felt as though she was dancing she opened them again and saw that they were floating up the grand staircase in the hall, the music still as loud as it was in the ball room.
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