Elliot tightened the grip on his wife's hand, and led her towards the entrance at the farther end, blinking away the white lights of the camera flashes directed at both of them. He drew her closer, sheltering her from the bothering press men and women.
Different questions were thrown at them and never ceased coming forth.
The noises from the shutters echoed in their ears after they finally escaped the press and paparazzi all alike trying to find out who Audrey was.
Finally, in the office of the media house he most trusted, he focused on Audrey to see if she was okay.
He sat her down on a spare seat, before crouching low cupping her face in his palm, "Are you okay?"He asked hoping her first appearance with him with the press disturbing wasn't a trigger.
She gave a little nod before
