that he was finally ready to forgive, to break down that mammoth of a barrier and move on with her, creating a future together as a couple, he was faced with a different obstacle. One named Luke Kingston, a man who’d entered her life only months prior.
Perhaps he’d missed his chance. Perhaps ten years was just too long.
But he wasn’t ducking out so quickly, even though his old friend The Grudge was urging him to. The thought of being humiliated again was horrible. But missing his one shot with Rigby was even worse. So he would wait to hear it from her. Until that moment, if and when it happened, he would enjoy his time with her, squeezing her hand, and pulling her close as she enjoyed the biggest night of her life.
And the Golden Globe goes to . . . Follow the Sun,” the legendary film director announced from the stage as he clutched the envelope under his arm and clapped his hands. The crowd erupted in applause as the announcer continued over the loudspeaker. “Accepting this award on behalf of the show is Elle Riley, creator, head writer, and show runner of Follow the Sun.”
Elle jumped to her feet as every nerve in her body stood at attention. Her hands clasped over her mouth as the air in her lungs stood still. Troy stood to embrace her, a look of pride on his handsome face. Trembling, she wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing him hard, grateful he could be there to share in the moment. A moment she never dreamed possible. Her show was deemed by the Hollywood Foreign Press Association as the best drama on television. What a staggering, humbling honor. Before she stepped away, Troy opened her tiny handbag and retrieved the speech she had prepared weeks earlier. She thanked him, knowing she would have completely forgotten to bring it with her to the stage.
Everyone at the table rose to his or her feet, shaking hands and exchanging hugs, joining her as she walked to the stage. Just before her unsteady legs attempted to climb the tiny flight of stairs, a familiar hand took hers in his own, to guide her gently to the top. Relief poured through her body, grateful for his assistance. The last thing she needed was to fall flat on her face in front of a thousand members of the industry.
“You did it!” Luke boomed over the applauding audience once they reached the large expanse of stage. Whitney, Rob, and everyone else at the table, aside from Troy, gathered around her as the heavy golden statue was placed in her hands.
She stood before the microphone and looked out into the massive audience. Tears of amazement and gratitude brewed in her eyes as she leaned in to deliver her speech. She cleared her throat and began.
“I can’t believe I’m standing here,” she said off the cuff before she wiped her brow with the back of her quivering hand and looked down at her note cards. The thick paper bounced between her trembling fingertips. “It’s an honor and a privilege to be a part of this show. First and foremost, to the Hollywood foreign press—it was such an honor to be among those nominated tonight. I’m delighted to work with the cast and crew of our show each and every day. Nolan, Gina, and Luke, you make this show what it is—you each bring so much talent and creativity to the table and we couldn’t do it without you. Rob Morris, Whitney Bartolina, and everyone else who makes this show possible each week, thank you for your tireless work and for supporting me with each storyline we’ve undertaken. And finally, thank you to a very special man named Troy who came to support me tonight. You’re the reason I’m standing here, whether you know it or not. So thank you. Thank you so very much.”
The lights were so bright Elle was unable to find Troy in the audience, let alone make eye contact with him. But she could only hope he was touched by her speech. It was because of their love story that Follow the Sun came to be. He deserved recognition, even if it was painful to accept.
They were guided offstage by the award presenter. When they were out of sight, Luke wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his strong chest. Within seconds, he lifted her by her waist and twirled her in the air. Her fingers gripped