Façade

A change of lifestyle doesn't happen overnight. Coloratura is slipping. And the presence of one particular pony isn't helping her.

He resigned a while ago. But he's back, taunting me with things I'm sure I don't want: fame, luxury, glamor. I don't want to be the Countess anymore. But if that really is true, why can't I stop looking at somepony in his spit and image? Why can't I stop looking at her?