Elodie’s POV
Something in my chest does something complicated and immediate at the sight of our names paired together on the screen, and I risk a glance toward him, finding him already looking at me, something quietly hopeful and equally startled in his expression. Have they not seen the blog post? Were these pairing decided before this all happened? Do the viewers . . . not believe the lies?
'Well,' Fallon says, grinning widely, ‘the viewers have spoken, our first chosen pair ladies and gentlemen.'
'Next,' Fallon continues, the screen shifting, 'Vanessa and Everett!'
Vanessa's smile widens instantly as she waves to the camera, blowing them a kiss, though I catch the faintest flicker of something calculating behind it before she properly settles into the reaction.
'Lena and Leif!'
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