Lucas's POV
I can’t believe Arles won! But fine. I’m sure Ester isn’t that bad at singing. She does have a lovely voice. Me, on the other hand? Singing in public? Never. The only place I sing is in my head. But I’ll try. I have to.
My attention shifts to Rose and Lucien dancing. Lucien can’t dance to save his life. Two left feet. The image of him stumbling around flashes in my mind, and I suppress a groan. He’s going to embarrass himself out there. Rose? I don’t even know what to expect from her.
At least she doesn’t have to attempt that jump. That means I won’t be stuck sleeping with Lucien for two weeks, right? I can’t sleep without Ester now, not even for a night. Two weeks? Impossible.
A blaring sound jolts me out of my thoughts. My head snaps toward the noise, heart racing. I spri
