The Innocent Thief
"You're so beautiful," he breathes to me and strokes my cheek. "I'm not, though. It's just the mask." I tell him hopelessly. "Let's take the mask off and see," his hand travels to the mask on my face, held in place by a thin elastic band. "No!" I shout and stumble away from him. "Don't." I plead to him. "But I wan...