Abby
Karl’s raised eyebrow tells me that my suggestion has taken him by surprise.
“A masquerade party?” he asks, his voice filled with skepticism. “I don’t know, Abby. That''s a strange request, at least for a
holiday party.”
I sigh, running a hand through my hair. The memory of our first Christmas party together as a married couple is still floating
through my mind, and it’s filled my heart with a warmth that I’m not sure if | want to express for the sake ofing across as too
much of a softie.
“| just figure it could be a way for me to go without raising too many eyebrows,” | say with a shrug.
Karl looks at me for a few moments, and | can practically see the gears turning in his head.
“It’s just... with the election announcementing up, I’m not so sure,” he says as he leans back against the long dining table
behind him—it’s a beautiful mahogany, and all of the matching chairs have tufted seats made out of a ssy golden-beige color
that | picked out when we were married.
“What makes you think that it would hinder the election?” | ask, cocking my head to the side.
He shrugs. “I don’t know, Abby,” he admits. “I just won’t know if | want to create any waves right now. Maybe if Ethan and |
weren''t fighting, but... | think | could use all of the good press | can get, and you know how people can be around here.”
| can understand his reservations. He’s got this tumultuous election against his brothering up, and people in this area can
be a bit... closed-minded.
If Karl throws a masquerade party for Christmas, | could see how it would make him worry that people might see it as odd or out
of character.
But, at the same time, | can’t help but think it could possibly be a good idea.All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.
“Look,” | say, taking a step closer, “you don’t have to do it. But think of it this way: it''ll generate buzz, people will be talking about
it, and you could invite a lot of people from the pack. Maybe something exciting and out of the box would be good for your image;
people will see you as an Alpha who''s changing. Evolving.”
Karl considers my words, his expression shifting from uncertainty to contemtion. He runs a hand through his hair, deep in
thought. | can almost hear the wheels turning in his mind.
After a moment, he lets out a slow breath and nods. “You know what, Abby?” he says quietly. “You might just be onto something
there, actually.”
“You think so?” | ask, my voice raising slightly with excitement.
Karl nods. “Yeah. It’s actually not a
bad idea at all. It could garner some
positive attention ang-hesida@O He
ses foraridment, his gaze
softening as he looks at me. “If it
means that you can attend, I''ll do
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His words make me blush, and I quickly avert my gaze before he can see. “I didn’t know that my attending this party was so
important to you,” | murmur.
“Abby, of course it is,” he says gently,
taking a step closer and effectively
closing the distance betwee theytyyo
of us. 1c smeltbis Galsgne from
herd, sh it''s intoxicating. Before |
can move away, he ces a hand
under my chin and lifts it to make me
meet his gaze, and for a moment that
feels like an eternity, we just stare at
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“Karl, I—”
“It''s settled,” he says before | can have a chance to change my mind. “So long as youe to the party, we''ll have your
masquerade.”
| can''t hold it in any longer. A surge of
excitement courses through my body
all of a sudden, and | can''t hetpcbiut \
tapas gone is neck,
hugging him tightly. “Oh, thank you,
Karl!” | exim, my voice muffled in
his neck. “I promise this will be
amazing. People will talk about it for
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