A letter?

Beatrice got up and looked around, but there wasn’t a sign of Mask anywhere.

‘Brother Mask!’

She mumbled to herself, feeling lost and defeated.

Her mind was still stuck on the scene of Mask saving her for the second time. When she remembered how she had acted then, she felt a burst of shame shooting through her. Thinking about how he had slapped her, the memory was sweet rather than painful. It didn’t hurt at all, but instead, she felt love.

She clutched her heart, feeling restless from the burst of emotions, and her ears felt hot.

Looking down at the letter, there was only the word ‘Beatrice’ on the front.

She blushed even harder, and her heart beat faster.

‘He actually knows my name!’

‘Could it be that he already noticed me a long time ago? It can’t be… A love letter inside this, right?’

The more she thought about it, the more she jumped for joy. Her hands trembled, and she was so close to screaming.

Even though she had just been deceived and betrayed by her best