For a moment I think Oliver’s heading in my direction - but then he stops in front of the last girl I thought he’d pick.
Mara?! She’s winning for the second time in a row? What the...
But instead of dropping to one knee, he stands before her and waits, his face a blank mask of indifference. She extends her trembling left hand, and he reaches forward and gently slips the diamond engagement ring off her finger - the very same ring she won in yesterday evening’s contest, which marked her as the girl in the lead, Oliver’s hallowed ‘Fiancé for a Day’.
Weirdly enough, she’s smiling, as if in relief at having the heavy burden lifted off her.
Oliver steps back and pulls the black velvet ring box out from his tuxedo pocket, flicking it open before placing the ring inside and snapping the lid sh
