Scarlett was having a good night, just enjoying it with you at one of her favorite restaurants. She was always careful about going out in public, especially when it came to public affection, since you're younger, but since it was such a special night for you that day, she couldn't deny you a single kiss before you got in the car, and that was the start of it, a paparazzi managed to take a photo, which the next day spread everywhere.

Whenever you went out on the street with Scarlett, paparazzi now appeared everywhere, and that made Scarlett so pissed, especially seeing how uncomfortable you were with this. It was as if you no longer had a personal life. Scarlett would throw herself in front of the cameras to protect you and cover you with her blazers every time.

For some luck they never got the chance to see your face, but not that it would make any difference, after all, you were just the sweet and kind bookstore owner who consequently dated the highest paid actress in the world.

"Shh, are you ok? I'm sorry about that babe, I should have been more careful." The oldest murmured sweetly as she held your face and gently stroked it with her thumb, making a point of looking into your eyes as she spoke.