Ísis listened with complete attention, feeling that with every word she was uncovering something new about her friend.

“That kiss really left a mark on you, didn’t it?” she said softly, a gentle smile on her face—no judgment, just quiet recognition.

Olivia gave a small, restrained smile that carried nostalgia but no pain.

“For a while… yes,” she admitted honestly. “I kept the mask and the dress like they were part of some private secret. Every time I looked at them, I remembered that night. It