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Titan and I had walked to the doors of the hall where the masquerade ball was being held. We could hear talking and chattering. Dominic had stepped out of a room by the ballroom. His hair was down and cascaded around his face and over his shoulders. His face was well trimmed. His facial had lining his sharp jaw. He had a black suit with a black silk tie. He had a mask similar to mine with less design.        “He got the matching set.” Titan said in my ear.         I placed my hand over my mouth to stifle the laugh.          “Something funny?” Dominic asked as he approached us.        “I love your mask.” I said and I saw a smile on Titan’s face.         “Oh is that right? Well I bought the set. It seems Titan has already told you. I thought we needed something that matched one another.

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