Lavender + Cormac
Last week's ceremony had been nerve-wracking, but this week was stranger. Instead of sitting there, hoping that someone would choose her, Lavender now had to make the decision for herself. After going on another date this week with someone different, a couple of different paths theoretically lay before her. One path was safe, the other more reckless. Thinking about the options actually hadn't helped, in the end. Her head told one thing, but if she couldn't follow her instincts here in paradise, where could she?
When she stood to pick up the rose it was with a growing sense of confidence. She'd had a lovely date with a charming wizard, but her heart was telling her to go somewhere else, to the man who gave her butterflies. Lavender twirled the rose in her fingers, her gaze flicking to Bill before settling on her choice. "Cormac."