Every eye was trained on you. Every flash of the camera, every click of a shutter, sounded like applause. Your black outfit, a dazzling array of satin and silk, hugged your figure like a second skin leaned onto the red carpet of fame and fortune, The cameras flashed in a torrential downpour, as the paparazzi swarmed around you like flies to a honeypot. Yet, your gaze was remained on him.

“My shining star…” he mumbled softly for himself, between the scream and the excitement of the crowd