I couldn't even think about canceling my reservation and ended up booking a melodrama with Priscilla.

Despite the movie starting in just five minutes, only one other seat besides ours was reserved. It almost felt like we had rented out half the theater.

If Priscilla's true identity had been revealed, we could have easily rented the whole place, but neither of us wanted that.

“Yes, you can head right in,” said the theater staff, checking our tickets. They glanced at Priscilla, who was clinging to my arm with an embarrassed expression, and gave me a slightly odd look.

It seemed …