By the time that the so-called “Bachelorette Party'' is finally over, I’m well and truly ready to pass out and sleep. With the groomsman calling out “Time’s up! Let’s get moving!” from the stairwell, I quickly hug each of the girls goodbye - even Svetlana, despite my strong suspicions that she literally hates me - and then make my way downstairs.
To my surprise, the groomsman waiting there to escort me back to my suite in the mansion isn’t the same guy who brought me here earlier.
It’s Steven - Oliver’s man on the inside.
Or at least, I think he’s Oliver’s man on the inside. Oliver’s never really confirmed that, so I can’t be certain that this guy really is an ally.
“Let’s go, Valerie,” he says, holding the villa’s front door open for me. I walk out ahead of him, and then he locks the
