The Face of Evil

In the interim, my eyes searched desperately for Gerald all over the castle. The young gentleman had played some serious magic over me such that, I felt, that I had fallen for him; love at first dance. My heart began craving for his masked face such that, I sort of felt betrayed by him. 

“Coward!” I scoffed under my breath, with clenched teeth as a tiny tear escaped my left eye, leaving me broken-hearted.