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Enola insisted they got shopping for new dresses, to try and blend in better to the high class people around them at the ball.

(Lily's dress)

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(Lily's dress)

Great thing it's a masquerade ball, when you're wanted by the police, it's very convenient.

The two girls make their way into the ballroom where everyone was watching Henry Lyon make his speech. He brings his son William into the mix. Everyone cheers for them.

Little did they know what's going on in that "wonderful" match factory everyone adores.

Enola and Lily walk around, trying to find where William had gone to. Walking past a group of women makes you feel like you are from another planet. The stares, the whispers and the laughter.

That's when one of them decided to say something to the girl next to her.

"I believe I've seen those dresses before, oh yes last year"
They all start laughing.

"Isn't it funny that these dresses are from last year, and we can still rock them better than your new-

Lily was cut off by Enola grabbing her arm and tugging her along. This past few months Lily has grown to speak her thoughts, stand up for herself. Something she's proud of.

"What was that"
Enola whispers

"Okay look-
Before Lily can say anything a voice cuts her off.

"I think your dresses are charming, elegant"
A beautiful blonde girl says.

"I think you are kind"
Says Lily giving her a smile.


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