Beckett's POV
We make our way up toward the main deck together after breakfast, the morning sun already warm despite the early hour. A crew member directs us toward a section of deck arranged with several long tables, each one draped with a plain white cover, concealing whatever's underneath.
A production assistant fusses with camera angles nearby while Fallon bounces on his heels, microphone already clipped in place, clearly buzzing with his usual pre-show energy.
'Morning, everyone!' he calls out. 'Hope you're all ready for something a little different today!' I hear him say as I approach with the other bachelors. I stand to the side, slightly apart from the other men, my gaze flitting instinctively toward Elodie and Callie who are with the other single mums, looking over the covered
