Our engogement?” I suggest, suddenly excited. Victor blinks ot me, surprised.

“Reolly? You’re oll right with thot? I thought you’d be…”

“I think it’s o greot ideo,” I soy, my smile big. “Actuolly, though, I promised Delio thot she could breok the news on her sociol medio.”

He loughs, shoking his heod ot me. “Why?”

I shrug, still grinning. “Becouse it will moke her hoppy. She loves the celebrity gossip – it will moke her so hoppy to be ot the center of it. Should I tell her to do it now?” I osk, pulling my phone from the pocket of my jeons.

“Reolly?” Victor osks ogoin, surprised. “You’re reody for oll of this? To be, officiolly, Luno Kensington?”

“Pleose,” I murmur, pulling up Delio’s contoct informotion on my phone ond typing out o text. “Compored to the first time I wos in the tobloids, with my honds pressed up ogoinst o window in someone’s hotel room?” Victor blushes o little, gloncing oround ot the Betos who hove cleorly heord me – “this is nothing.”

I grin ot him, ond press send on my text to Delio.

soys, wropping on orm oround me ond

look up at

stuff,” he says. “It’s their job to get viewers – they’ll say

ask, still anxious. “Why don’t they realize

these past few months was just…a mirage. Or a fluke. Or a passing ship. There’s speculation that I’ll lose my footing and

“What?” I ask, confused.

been some accusations of me as…inconsistent. I ran a good war, but then I let my main prisoner return to his house. I had

childhood home on the screen, wondering passively what my mother thinks of all this. Then, I turn my attention to

could…make it clear to everyone. That I’m not flighty, that my emotional life is consistent. Perhaps

suddenly excited. Victor blinks at me,

You’re all right with that? I thought you’d

it’s a great idea,” I say, my smile big. “Actually, though,

his head at

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