Judy’s POV
I was still standing there, lost in my thoughts, my heart beating so fast I was sure everyone could hear it.
The music changed.
Soft. Slow. Romantic.
Before I could understand what was happening, David suddenly stepped forward.
Then—
He knelt in front of me.
Right there.
In front of everyone.
Gasps filled the hall.
My breath caught in my throat.
He lifted his head and looked up at me, his eyes steady, his voice calm but gentle.
“Please,” he said, extending his hand,
“Dance with me, my lady.”
The hall exploded with applause.
People clapped loudly.
Some cheered.
Cameras flashed everywhere.
My heart melted.
No one had ever knelt in front of me before.
Not Clark.
Not anyone.
I felt my eyes sting.
Why is he doing this?
Is this still part of the act?
Why does
