~LIAM.

I stared at my reflection in the mirrored wall of one of the private rooms in the Hidden World. Soft music played in the background. My shirt was open, and the domino mask was in place. Anticipation thrummed under my skin like electricity, each nerve alive with the knowledge that tonight would change everything.

The Hidden World was a sanctuary, a space where the unspoken was granted permission to exist. Only those who were meant to find it ever did.

And Scarlett?

I always knew she ...