Emily’s POV
Jack walked around the car and opened the door for me.
Immediately my leg hit the ground, millions of cameras lined up in my face taking pictures of me, blinding me momentarily. Under Jack’s watchful eye, he assisted and helped me stand properly whispering underneath his breath that I should smile and wave to the cameras.
My heart was pounding wildly in my rib cage as I stepped on the runway trying to smile and wave at the camera at the same time walk.
“Slow down, darling,” Jack’s whispers came to me again “Just follow my lead gently and don’t forget to stop smiling and waving,”.
I nodded inwardly and did as I was told, by the time we got to the end of the red carpet half of my face was paralysed from smiling too much. We stopped to take pictures turning at various ang
