Straightening your dress, bạn look out the tinted window of the car. A small, almost inaudible sigh escapes your lips as bạn see just how many những người hâm mộ and reporters it is out there. bạn look up to the rear-view mirror when bạn hear your driver clear his throat.
“Don’t worry, Ms. Y/L/N. bạn look stunning tonight.” The driver, Mr. Rogers, smiles at you. Feeling a blush cover your cheeks, bạn cái ví, ví tiền your lips.
“Thank you, John.” bạn say softly, inhaling deeply just as another man opens your door.
Grabbing your purse, bạn plaster a smile on your face and get out of the car. Shouts and hollers...
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