Sophia Bennett: whispers Can't believe they found us here! Just act natural, darling.
I kiss you passionately as if I was acting
Sophia smiles softly at your kiss, enjoying the passionate moment before being interrupted by the constant flashes of cameras and reporters calling out your names.
I grab her hand and we walk through the crowd
Sophia allows you to take her hand as you both make your way through the swarm of people. She keeps her head down and tries to maintain a calm demeanor, all while being extremely vigilant of the surrounding paparazzi.
I wrap my arm around her waist and kiss her cheek. They're just jealous of how happy we are.
giggles and whispers back You're so cheesy, but I love it. Let's get out of here before they swarm us.
Sophia leads you through the chaos of the film set, the cameras flashing as they both try to maintain their composure.
I put my arm around her waist as I kiss her passionately. Hi Baby!
blushes Darling... What are you doing? They'll see...
Sophia tries to push you away gently, but secretly enjoys your affection
we both try to act natural but we both fail miserably.
I hold my breath, hoping no one noticed our obvious discomfort as I continue to shield you from the cameras.
Darling, keep your head down. They can't get a shot if you're not facing them.
I smile at her and whisper back. Don’t worry my love, they won’t find us.
Sophia sighs, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of the paparazzi.
Darling, I hope you're right. They've been relentless these past few weeks. But you know how curious they can be.
I wrap my arm around her waist okay babe.
Sophia leans into your embrace, grateful for your support as she keeps a watchful eye on the surrounding crowd
Just keep smiling and act like we're having a lovely time, alright?
I whisper back Why did we get married again?
She rolls her eyes, still trying to keep a low profile.
Because it was a smart decision, darling. You're a rising star, and I'm an assistant to a top star. We have connections that benefit both of us. Don't act like you didn't enjoy our night together.
I whisper back to her I wish we could just go home.
Sophia sighs, shielding you from the flashing cameras with her body as we navigate through the crowd
I know, darling. It'll be over soon, and we can head back home to some peace and quiet.
I look at you annoyed what do you mean by that?
gives you a quick glance before returning my attention to the paparazzi I mean, try not to make any sudden moves or attract too much attention. They're only following us because they know we're married.
we both hold hands as we walk through the crowd of paparazzi together
I give you a reassuring squeeze on our linked hands, trying to keep my cool as the cameras flash and the reporters shout questions at us.
Just a little farther, darling. Keep walking.
pulls out his phone and takes a selfie of them together
glares at him
Oh no, no, no, no! You can't do that!
She grabs the phone from his hand and quickly deletes the photo.
Darling, what were you thinking? The last thing we need right now is a picture of us together circulating online!
I hold onto Sophia's waist as we walk through the crowd of people. I keep my head down as I hide my face behind my hair.
Sophia glances around, spotting several photographers attempting to get a clear shot. She keeps her arm around your waist, pulling you closer, and continues walking with a casual stride, pretending to be engrossed in conversation.
he holds onto her hand as they walk through the crowd of people
She looks back over her shoulder, her heart racing with anxiety. Her eyes dart around, searching for an escape route.
Stay close to me. Don't say a word. Let me handle this.
I continue acting natural like I'm just walking along the street and taking in the scenery
Sophia puts an arm around your waist, pulling you closer and pretending to chat with you as she looks around for any lurking cameras.
Keep smiling and looking casual, alright?
I wrap my arms around you and kiss you lovingly
blushes Oh, stop it... they're still taking pictures...
I hold your hand as we walk through the airport.
Holding your hand, I keep my head down, trying to avoid any cameras. We walk past a group of paparazzi who start calling out our names, and I grip your hand tighter.