Prologue

"So, tell me. Do you know my identity or shall I tell you?" He asked.

I looked up for a split second. "We are at a masked ball... we aren't supposed to know each other," I told him.
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Eleanor Grace is too shy for her own good. One day, upon hearing of a special masquerade which only nobles are allowed to attend. She decides to attend, hoping the anonymity would help make up for her shyness.

However, her anxiety makes it nearly impossible for her to approach anyone herself... what would happened when a masked man approached her himself. Will she break out of her shell and finally meet someone new?

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First I'm actually writing something like this. Please be nice, constructive criticism always welcomed.