Chapter 21
Elana's POV
The first thing everyone notices is the ring.
Not my dress.
Not my makeup.
Not even the fact that I'm smiling before seven in the morning.
The ring.
A simple platinum band with a breathtaking diamond that catches the studio lights every time I move my hand.
The moment I walk into the studio, conversations falter.
Heads turn.
Eyes drop to my left hand.
And then the whispers begin.
I pretend not to notice.
I've spent years in this industry. I know exactly how this works.
The makeup artist is the first one brave enough to say something.
"Oh my God."
I glance up from my phone.
"What?"
She grabs my hand before I can stop her.
Her mouth falls open.
"No."
I laugh.
"Yes."
The entire makeup station erupts.
"You're engaged?"
"No."
"Wait..."
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