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The day was on the verge of ending, and the sun painted the bustling blue carpet with a warm, golden hue, signaling the imminent arrival of night as Priscilla and Carlos made their grand entrance
Priscilla, radiant in her red shimmering dress, led the way. Her ebony hair cascaded in gentle waves down her back, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. Carlos was right beside her, his arm gently draped around her waist
As soon as they set foot on the azure carpet, the barrage began. The paparazzi, their cameras flashing like a storm of lightning, clamored for their attention. Questions flew at Priscilla like arrows, their voices a cacophony of curiosity
Carlos slowly removed his hand from Priscilla's waist as he walked off the carpet to stand on the side and watched his girl get all the attention of the paparazzi and their questions
"Who is the designer behind your stunning dress tonight?"
Priscilla, ever the picture of grace, turned to face the cameras with a dazzling smile. "Well," she began, her voice filled with warmth, "tonight, I'm wearing a creation by my dear friend, Evie"
The photographers and reporters leaned in, eager to catch every word. "Evie has an incredible talent for fashion," Priscilla added
The paparazzi ate up her responses, their camera shutters clicking even more fervently. But the questions didn't stop. "Who's your date tonight, and can you tell us a bit about them?" The paparazzi's question hung in the air, awaiting Priscilla's response
Priscilla turned her gaze towards Carlos and the two exchanged a knowing look. The princess held out her hand out for Carlos, and the isle boy automatically grabbed her hand and joined her with the paparazzi
Priscilla turned to the cameras, her smile affectionate as she spoke about the man by her side. "My date tonight," she began, her voice filled with admiration and her hand on his chest, "is none other than Carlos de vil from the Isle"
As she continued down the red carpet, she shared insights into the man who had become such an integral part of her life in such a short time. "Carlos is not just incredibly handsome," she said with a playful twinkle in her eye, Carlos looked down at her with a smile and rolled his eyes playfully "but he's also one of the most genuine and honest people I know"
With that, they moved away from the clamor of the paparazzi, finding a spot bathed in the soft glow of the event's lighting. They stood together, Priscilla resting her head on Carlos's shoulder, their bond evident to anyone who looked. They stood side by side, hand in hand, letting the cameras drink in their love and their undeniable chemistry
