Have you placed your bets? Tell me, who do you trust? The characters, with their trembling hands and honeyed lies? Or me—the one who spun this web and lured you in?
Go on, pick a side. But choose wisely. Because trust is a fragile thing, and in this world, it's worth even less than a whispered promise at a masked ball.
You think you know what's coming. You think you've seen enough to guess who walks away and who never leaves the dance floor.
But I never promised you a fair game—only one worth watching.
So, tell me—are you ready? Or have I already fooled you?