Music Recommendation: Another Dance- Dario Marianelli
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Eve kept a calm composure in front of the wealthy folks as if she was one of them, and they believed it without a hint of doubt. How could they, when she wore an expensive gown and her neck carrying a delicate necklace around it. She looked like the purest woman that men wished to possess and hold.
But Eve wasn't someone who anyone could behold.
It was because she didn't come to the ball to look for a suitor. Two men at a time came to greet her, who were humans.
"Good evening, milady. I am Joseph Armstrong."
"Good evening, milady. I am Arthur Marshal. May I say you are beautiful," the second man quickly complimented her before the other man could. The two men quickly tried to look at her left hand's ring finger, but Eve hid it behind her other hand as she politely smiled at them.
