"Yes come on Sophia, maybe there will be some big stars"

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2 weeks later
* Mary POV *
Okay, I'm mad at myself, really mad at myself, I was the one who told the idiot where he could find Sophia, me who set her up to be hurt.
His twitter update made me believe that he was actually interested in getting to know her, it had probably been easier to find another woman when he was just looking for a quick lay, or okay not exactly quick, they kept me awake most of the night.
The man was apparently perverse and used poor Sophia to satisfy his depraved desires, I should have called the police, I'm sure they had arrested him the way she looked.
Sophia was full of abrasions, seriously they were all over her body, a few places the psychopath had even broken the skin, she also had a bruise on one hip that looked suspiciously like fingers, he had to have grabbed her pretty hard for that, even though I know she bruises easily.
I was just about ready to find him and give him one upside the head when I discovered the full extent of his freakiness but Sophia defended him and kept saying that it hadn't hurt and that it had been fantastic, hmm it took three days before she walked normally .
And then he threw her away just like a used condom the next morning, I found her sobbing on the floor after he had left, so yeah Tom Hiddleston is not exactly on my top ten list of nice guys.
She has forbidden me to tell Alexa about what happened after the party, so the official story ends with the kiss and her embarrassed escapes.
I had hoped it would at least make her forget him, now she has seen the way he really is, but she is unhappy, it is clear even though she tries to hide it from me.
She doesn't enjoys our holiday even though she put up a smiling face, but I can see through it and I hear her cry when she is alone, that man deserves a kick where it hurt the most for doing this to her.
The day before yesterday we went to the cinema, I was hoping it could get her in a better mood, and she seemed okay, until we came across a poster with him on it, which was enough to get her to collapse in sobs, damn is was just a picture.
But now I have a new idea and I ask Sophia while we are eating lunch at a cafe, she is far away in her own thoughts. "Sophia shouldn't we go and see the stars at the premiere tonight?"
"I don't really know Mary, is it really any fun?" I can see her brain calculate whether he is still in Canada, he should be, otherwise I would not have suggested it.
I nod, I would actually like to see a lot of movie stars, so the whole holiday is not about a single one. "Yes come on Sophia, maybe there will be some big stars".
"Okay then, if you want to." She looks rather indifferent, but for hopefully experience will get her in a better mood.

*Tom POV *
I don't really care for this premiere, I'm tired, I just got home from Canada and a few hard weeks this morning, on the other hand maybe it can keep my mind focused on something else.
Frankly, I can't stop thinking about her, I tell myself it's stupid, it was one night and she didn't want anything else from me, I can't change that.
I don't know what came over me, I tend not to have sex with a woman I just met, but I couldn't resist her, so yes my own fault it ended like that, I should have just asked her on a date, maybe a single kiss, and then left.
There was just something about her that caught me, in fact I had noticed her and was wondering who she was even before her friend Mary came over and talked to me.
But okay maybe it would be silly to try starting something, maybe it's better like this, she will be home in Denmark soon, and she is a fan, it would be difficult.
I don't regret the night, I can't, it was the most amazing thing ever, I might just have lost control just a bit, but she seemed to like it.
She just seemed so honest and genuine, so vulnerable and sensitive, that was why I had agreed to stay, so it had been like a very cold bucket of water when she told me it was just sex.
I was nervous, I'm not used to something like that, I usually wait with sex until after a few dates at least, so it was a little awkward having to ask her what now ? But she made it easy by telling me there was nothing else to it.
Frankly, I do not care to wear a tuxedo today, it's not my premiere, I'm just a guest, so I take it a little more casual with suit pants and a dress shirt with a waistcoat on top.
Should I wear a tie ? No, I can't bother, I leave the top buttons of my shirt open instead, it must be good enough.
I take my own car over there, my beloved jaguar and park it in the cinema parking garage, I'm considering dropping the red carpet, but Luke would probably give me an earful, so it's just to put on the smile and be off.
It is always a pleasure and honor to meet my fans, and I take my time to talk with everyone who calls me, sign autographs and take pictures, it shouldn't be their loss that I am tired and in a bad mood.
Suddenly I spot a face, no it must be my mind playing me a trick, it can't be true, what is she doing here?
I can't help but to walk closer, I should probably go away, save myself a humiliation, but I can't help it, I can't forget her, I can't forget that night, maybe she regretted, perhaps she will give me a second chance.
This might end up badly for me, but I've got to take the chance, so I have to make a fool of myself if needed, it's better that than not trying.

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