Prompt: Days

First, the Chandelier

It is likely that she will scream when disaster strikes. It is likely they will all scream. But it will bring her flying to me all the same; she will come with concern and the purest of devotion, for she knows no better. But it is time she learned. And for five days, she will belong to who I really am. I have acquired a mask for the occasion, for her sake. My usual false features will not do. I have not worn a mask like this since I was quite young. As long as she thinks me handsome, she will love me.