Beckett’s POV
'Ten seconds!' the director calls.
I glance over furtively toward Elodie, our gazes meeting as fire surges through my veins before she quickly drops her gaze again. Beside her, Callie scrambles back into her own seat, the puppets from their segment that she’s been holding tightly like trophies are forgotten in her lap as she watches our host get into position, anticipation, practically vibrating through her at the forthcoming results.
'Do you think we'll win?' I hear her whisper to her mother.
The red light blinks on, and Fallon's easy, camera-ready smile slides back into place as he strides back toward centre stage, the crowd's earlier chatter settling into an anticipatory hush.
'And we're back!' he announces. 'What a night, folks! Mermaids, comedy, magic, powerhouse vo
