Maria let's go or we'll be late.
I'm coming. I coming.
Maria Andrew is seated on her dressing chair , care fully touching her makeup.
She's dressed in a long red gown , her hair packed in a neat bun, her earrings shining so bright that one could see it from afar.
She walked gracefully in her red heels out of her room.
See I'm ready , let's go. she urged her best friend Zarah who was still touching her makeup.
You were the one telling me to hurry, but look at you.
Okay I'm ready let's go.
They both put on their masquerade mask and headed for the ball.
Maria stepped into the hall and all eyes were on her.
She didn't feel uncomfortable nor did she feel like the ground should open up and swallow her. But instead she exuded an air of elegance and beauty. An aura of fearlessness and confidence.
Maria I want to go check something out I'd be back in a flash .
Okay.
She took a stroll around the hall , taking each step with pride.
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