I'm done with men!
Been there, done that, and to hell with them.
I'm going to that masked charity ball as the confident single lady I am supposed to be.
That stranger over there giving me the look,
Well, who cares if I enjoy the attention just for one night.
We danced.
We talked.
We never exchanged names.
And we had a one-night stand.
Did I say we had our mask on, so yeah, I have no idea who I slept with.
My first one night-stand.
With a complete stranger.
I wouldn't recognize him even if we passed each other on the streets.
Except I made a mistake.
I left behind one of my earrings.
The one of a kind, supposedly cursed earrings.
But there is no way my stranger is going to track me down with only that one earring, right?