The scorching stares…the condemning whispers….the contemptuous smiles behind the mask of sincere ones….
'It's been a while….' Calla never thought that she would return to the uncomfortable atmosphere of a banquet held amongst prominent families. From the moment she stepped into the banquet hall, she wanted to run out immediately.
This atmosphere….these people, she had never missed anyone one bit.
The same as in the past, the attention of many were drawn towards her figure. Unlike before when her beautiful twin sister and influential family were the reasons for the attention, Calla knew that her masked face was the reason this time.
If not for that, Calla guessed that these people would have forgotten about her appearance given her disappearance from the high society. Perhaps they would only remember her through her reputation as her twin sister's killer.