69. I had found…

[Diana’s POV]

I still remember the day when Bea forced me to attend to a client. The second client I attended to as a courtesan.

She said that she wasn’t doing it for herself, but for me. To break the lie I had been telling myself. A lie that Mask would return for me. She wanted me to face my reality and get back to business.

After those seven days with Mask, I declined all the clients. I wanted to trust him, believe in his words that he’d return.

Like a fool, I was preserving myself for him.

Two years. I somehow managed to avoid taking clients for two years.

I reread his letters over and over again. I surrounded myself with his memories, his gifts he brought me, the clothes he bought me.

I had found Mask when I had lost all hopes from my life and I wasn’t ready to let go of that hope.

There were times I had to grovel on my knees so that Bea wouldn’t force me to take clients.

But that night Bea didn’t listen to a word I had to say. She dragged me to the VVIP room in the loo