Celeste
My heart was still pounding from the emotional dinner as Matt looked down at me. I told myself I needed to leave, that I shouldn't prolong the inevitable. The connection between us was more than I had ever felt before, but the secret I was keeping would ultimately drive us apart.
“I really should go home, Matt,” I said, my voice filled with uncertainty. “It’s late, and I don't want to impose.”
“Just one more thing, Rose,” he urged, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “Trust me; you'll love it.”
I shook my head, feeling a sense of unease settle into my stomach. “I won’t take off my mask. Please stop trying to make me do it.”
Matt looked a little hurt by my harsh words. “I’m not trying to force you to do anything, Rose,” he said. “If you want to keep your mask on,
