Page 1 of The Best Wrong Move

Prologue

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The Good Day Show

February 14

Why aren’t we going to commercial?

I tilt my head, scanning each face behind the frozen teleprompter.

The spotlights.

The cameras.

Everyone looks as shocked as I feel.

Rex just said no.

His words are all I can focus on.

I won’t marry you, Liv.

The light is blinking green. We’re still on air.

Someone please tell me what to do.

Anyone?

“Olivia, honey?” My producer’s voice cuts through the sound of my heartbeat, directly into my ear. I press a finger to my earpiece and swallow hard. “Go ahead and smile, Liv, we’ve got twelve seconds to commercial.”

Rex fucking said no.

I twist my face into what feels like a smile. I think it’s a smile.Oh God, please let it be a smile.

Rex is staring at me, shifting his weight back and forth. He runs a hand through his hair. His Adam’s apple bobs up and down each time he swallows.

Pop the question during our Valentine’s segment, my producer had said.Invite him to watch the show at the station. We’ll bring him up on stage as a surprise.

“Thanks for inviting me to watch today, babe,” Rex had said back in the green room. Before I went live.

Then he’d kissed me.

He’d kissed me, and, seven minutes later, while standing on the stage together in front of millions of people . . .

He said no.

I twist my face harder. Forcing a smile that just won’t come.

“Olivia? No, not like that,” my producer is saying in my ear. “Maybe turn your face away from the camera? Can you say something? Make a joke?” She forgets to cut her feed to me before adding, “Someone make sure those confetti cannons don’t—”

A huge explosion of crimson and gold confetti comes barreling down from above.

“Who the fuck’s in charge of that!” she screams into my ear.

My face quivers. Frozen into whatever crazed expression is taking up the screen right now.

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