"Did you miss the memo that this was a masked party?" I said through gritted teeth, leaning towards my husband.
He pulled me closer to him. "It's a rare chance to be different. Enjoy it while you can. This opportunity will probably not come again." He replied sarcastically, and I rolled my hands into a fist. I washed to punch the smile on his gave away. We started moving towards the people still heading towards us and even though I tried digging in my heels, he just pulled me along with seemingly no resistance. How was he that strong anyway?
"Do you recognize any of them?" I asked, gesturing to the people, and he smiled at me.
"How am I meant to know? They are all in masks." He replied, and I rolled my eyes and smiled as we all met each other at the middle.
