Imagine #9 (Ewan McGregor)

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Ewan and I walked slowly along the red carpet, cameras flashing as the press took pictures of us. It was a bit overwhelming, but I managed to stay calm and composed in the spotlight. Ewan kept me comfortably close to him so that I didn't feel alone, and I squeezed his hand to show my appreciativeness.

Once we reached the end of the carpet, he looked me over and asked, "You doing okay?"

I nodded. "Better than usual. My hands are slightly shaky, but nothing terrible."

"That's good," Ewan smiled, kissing my head. "I'm proud of you, love."

"Thank you," I blushed. "It helps a lot that you're here with me."

"Always," he said, pulling me into his chest and holding me tight.

I smiled to myself and welcomed his embrace wholeheartedly.

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