𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 | 𝓟𝓮𝓭𝓻𝓸 𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓵 |

28

[PEDRO'S POV]

I straightened my tie for the third time, nerves tingling through my fingertips. Tonight was a significant night—not just for my career, but for my personal life as well. The charity gala hosted by Disney was one of the most anticipated events of the year, and this year, it had garnered even more attention due to recent rumors about my relationship with Catherine. I glanced at Catherine, who looked stunning in a midnight blue gown that accentuated her growing baby bump. She caught my gaze and gave me a reassuring smile.

“You look beautiful,” I murmured, taking her hand as we made our way to the car. She squeezed my hand in response, her eyes shining with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

“Ready to face the wolves?” she asked, her voice light but with an underlying tension.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I replied, my resolve strengthening. Tonight, I would set the record straight.

The venue was buzzing with activity. Photographers’ flashes lit up the night as celebrities and high-profile guests made their entrances. We paused briefly for photos, smiling and posing as the cameras clicked furiously. As we walked down the red carpet, we were approached by an eager-looking reporter from a well-known entertainment magazine.

“Pedro, Catherine, could we have a moment of your time?” the reporter asked, her microphone already poised.

I nodded, my grip tightening on Catherine’s hand. “Of course.”

The reporter’s eyes gleamed with curiosity. “There have been a lot of rumors about your relationship. Can you tell us more about how you two met and what’s been going on?”

I glanced at Catherine, who gave me a slight nod. I took a deep breath and began, “Catherine and I met on the set of our latest movie. Working together closely, we got to know each other well, and over time, we realized our connection went beyond just professional. We fell in love, and it’s been an incredible journey ever since.”

The reporter’s eyebrows shot up in interest. “And how have you both handled the public scrutiny and criticism?”

My expression grew serious. “We’ve faced our fair share of criticism, but the truth is, we don’t let it affect us. Our love is genuine, and we’re committed to each other. We’ve learned to focus on what truly matters—our relationship and our future together.”

Catherine squeezed my hand, her eyes filled with pride and love. The reporter seemed to sense the depth of our bond, her tone softening as she asked, “And what about the rumors that you two had a really bad fight? It was told that Louis, Catherine's father and director of your last project, didn't really approve this realtionship.”

I hesitated, looking at Catherine. She gave me an encouraging nod, her smile reassuring. Taking a deep breath, I turned back to the reporter and said, “People don't know the truth, there are lot's of people hating, trying to break our relationship, but we just don't care. In fact, we’re expecting a baby, and I couldn’t be happier. Becoming a father is something I’ve always dreamed of, and sharing this experience with Catherine is beyond anything I could have imagined.”

The reporter beamed, clearly moved by my heartfelt admission. “Congratulations! How do you feel about the future, both as a couple and as a family?”

I looked at Catherine, my eyes softening. “I feel incredibly blessed. Every day, I’m grateful for Catherine and the love we share. We’re excited about the future and ready to face any challenges together. I know that with Catherine by my side, we can handle anything that comes our way.”

The reporter smiled warmly. “Thank you both for sharing your story. It’s clear that you’re deeply in love, and we wish you all the best.”

As we walked away from the interview, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. I had finally shared our truth with the world, and it felt liberating. Catherine’s eyes sparkled with pride and joy.