The car stopped in front of the hotel where the opening show would take place. A crowd of fans and journalists were outside waiting for the arrival of some public figures to photograph. Michelle was the first to step out of the car when the door on her side opened. Jack followed her, and he offered me his hand to help me out carefully, adjusting the wrinkles in my dress.
The flashes immediately went off upon my arrival and increased when a handsome and elegant chestnut-eyed man approached, dressed in a stylish gray suit, an impeccable white shirt with not a single wrinkle, and a black tie that matched his olive skin very well. The authentic smile adorning his face made him look even more handsome than he already was.
His eyes traveled from head to tow as he scrutinized me carefully befor
