27~ Hurt

Naomi's point of view

The ride was longer than I expected and I felt suffocated sitting down just some inch away from Steven without saying anything.

I wondered what went through his mind, I was uncomfortable. He didn't bother to turn his head to look at me and I didn't too.

"Sir, Madam, we've reached," The chauffeur said to us. "Thank you," I whispered to the chauffeur as he opened the door of the limousine for me.

I adjusted my dress as soon as I came out from the limousine, paparazzi were everywhere with their cameras, flashing their camera lights whilst taking pictures and asking questions.

I linked my arms with Steven as we made our way on the red carpet. "Excuse me, Mr Madagascar," The paparazzi called trying to get our attention but the bodyguards pushed them off, blocking them from coming closer to us.