The Red Carpet and the Ordinary Friend

Summary

By the eighth year of being in love with Sebastian, he still refused to acknowledge me as his fiancée.

He stripped me of my red carpet qualification just to please his little kept woman.

And in front of the media, using the exact same mouth that had kissed me thousands of times, he claimed that we were "just ordinary friends."

Later, I looked at him and said with absolute seriousness:

"Don't pull away. If you do, we won't look like ordinary friends."

The corners of his eyes turned red, his voice trembling violently:

"An ordinary friend? Is that all I am to you?"