Elodie’s POV
The lights above the cameras go out as a stagehand announces we’re clear. Makeup artists appear around us all as crew members move along the row of seats, distributing fresh slips of paper and replacement pencils to each child who needs them.
'Take your time,' Fallon says, addressing the children properly now. 'No wrong answers here, just tell us who you think deserves a chance.'
The children bend over their papers with varying degrees of seriousness, Felix scribbling quickly and confidently, Ayla considering much longer, looking up at each of the bachelors who are mostly talking amongst themselves now. Dominic slowly writes two names on his paper before folding it up and holding it tightly in his hand.
I glance toward Callie, watching as she chews thoughtfully on the end
