The party is over and everyone has retired to bed. My parents left early, leaving only us young ones. Kevin will be staying here until the end of summer, while Enzo has already become a part of the family. His room is on the ground floor, along with the other servants. My siblings have gone to bed, but Enzo and I are doing a final check of the nooks and crannies in the house. With a candle in hand, I follow Enzo through the corridors in the dark. The flame illuminates the darkest corners, including secrets that I have been keeping for so long.

Indeed, I have a secret. But upon reflection, it is not truly a secret, as I will eventually have to reveal it to everyone. Enzo leads me back to his room on the upper floor. I bid him farewell and enter my own room, but my heart beats incessantly behind the door. I lean against it and realise that Enzo is still standing there. I hastily open the door, just as he blows out the candle. I do not need light to see his face, for it has been imprinted in my mind for so long. Enzo is my secret!

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I intend to say something to him, but my lips suddenly freeze. I see the moonlight shimmering through the window – bright, beautiful, yet also melancholic and full of sentimentality. Enzo seems to want to say something as well, but holds back. The space around us becomes awkwardly silent. I sigh and say hesitantly, "Good night."

"The same to you," he replies.

I close the door and turn to my room, while Enzo walks slowly down the stairs. I take a deep breath and walk over to the open window. The beautiful moon is my symbol. Feeling sad, I lean my head against the windowsill and quietly recall the words that Thena said earlier in the day. Am I truly a model woman?