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liked?”
    “Actually, that was a surprise that I wanted to share with you.”
    My mom’s eyes lit up, and I knew that I was doing the right thing. I raised my hand and called out across the room.
    “Steph? Steph, come here.”
    Steph’s face turned pink as the conversation quieted down. She shuffled around the edge of the crowd to get to my side, her hands behind her back. I noticed then that her dress had torn and she was holding the hem together in the back. So that’s why she was nervous. Well, nobody would notice. I put my arm around her shoulder and turned to the crowd of ladies. The modeling trio looked miffed.
    “Stephanie Hart is the woman who made all of the lovely cupcakes for us today. But she’s more than just a wonderful baker. She’s a wonderful person, as well.”
    Steph leaned toward me, a smile on her face.
    “How much have you been drinking?” she whispered.
    “Not hardly anything at all. Ladies and…uh, ladies, I want you all to know that I’m going to be investing in Steph’s cupcake company to help her expand.”
    “What ?” Steph’s face was white. Her lips parted, but no other words came out. I smiled comfortingly at her. Maybe she knew what was coming. I was nervous, too.
    “And,” I said, addressing the room. “It’s my mother’s birthday. That’s why I want to make tonight extra special.”
    I got down on one knee and pulled out the ring that Alex had picked up from the downtown jeweler’s. I thought it looked pretty darn perfect, all sparkling in the light.
    “What are you doing?” Steph said.
    “Stephanie Hart, I love you. Marry me.”
    A second passed. Stephanie’s smile melted off of her face. I frowned. Why wasn’t she saying yes? A few more seconds passed. One of my mom’s friends coughed nervously.
    Oh God. I hadn’t even thought about what I would do if she said—
    “No.”
    Although she spoke it quietly, the word reverberated through my ears. My heart might have stopped. I wasn’t sure. All I could do was look up into her face, her beautiful face that was turning bright red.
    “Steph—”
    “Lucas… no. No.”
    That was all she stammered out before she turned and ran out of the room.
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    People wear masks. I cut them off.
    She doesn’t know it, but she’s already mine.
    They all are.
    They cry. They scream. They beg for their lives.
    Truth of it is, they’re all wearing masks. Even me.
     
    I’m just the only one who’s not afraid to look at what lies underneath.
     
    My hands are tied behind my back. Even if I could get loose, I’m locked inside the plastic surgeon’s library.
    He’s in the next room.
    Killing someone.
     
    And if I said I wanted him to let me go, I’d be