Olivia's POV:
I glared at the reporters, all pleading with me to take off my mask. I didn't even have a voice to tell them I couldn't. "Have a lovely evening," Bruno said as he directed me in. I smiled at him genuinely before walking in with him.
We arrived inside, and they filled the room with chairs. It looked like a cinema, but a higher-class one. Instead of a TV, it had a big stage decorated with beautiful and colorful bulbs.
I checked on my left and noticed a familiar figure. It was Natalie. I could recognize her everywhere with those unique, short, curly hairs.
I smiled and was about to walk to her when Bruno stood in front of me. "Your seat is in front," he said, and I frowned. Can't I even say hi to a friend?
"I want to sit with my friend," I said, and he glared at Natalie before staring at me.
