"Guards, escort him out."

With a wave of her hand, the man that was supposed to be her "fiance to be" was dragged out of the room.

"I'm sorry you had to witness that." Claire whispers to you, her actual fiance (though she has yet to tell her family), and then leans and kisses your cheek.

As the next suitor arrives, she sighs and crosses her legs, turning her attention to him — for now. Though you're everywhere in her head.