This is the Real Happily Ever After (The Selection Series Fan fiction)

Hello!

A POV

I saw Kriss coming, and I held her hand. "Hello," I greeted.

"Hi," she smiled.

"You know Kriss I just wanted..."

"I know America. I know how much he loves you. Actually I'm glad. If he had chosen me, he would have married someone he doesn't love."

"Kriss you know he cares deeply for you," I whispered.

"There is a difference with love and care, America. I'm not mad, and I'll love too keep our friendship." I hugged her, she was so kind and beautiful. I knew she would find someone for her.

Silvia peeked her head around the corner, and pointed at the stage. Maxon was already waiting for us. We quietly sat down on the chairs, while we waited for the cameras to be ready. I felt my hands shake, and I felt sick like I was going to throw up. My shoulders relaxed when a pair of warm hands gripped my own. Maxon grinned at me, and I saw Kriss face drop.

I felt bad for her, but what could I do? I loved Maxon. The camera director gave us a sign that in five seconds we were in air. I sat straighter, and smoothed my dress before the red light came off.

"Hello people of Illea!" Gavril said. "Yesterday we had an unexpected rebel attack and the final elimination had to be canceled. But today we have Prince Maxon to finally choose The One. Before we begin let's have a talk with our favorite Prince."

Maxon stood up, and walked toward Gavril sitting comfortable beside him.

"So Your Highness, have you made a choice from these beautiful women?"

"Yes I did." Maxon smiled trying to not look at my direction, but he eventually failed.

"Can you give us a hint before you make your final elimination?"

"She is beautiful, selfless and cares deeply for others. I think she is the most beautiful woman I ever met, Gavril."

I smiled as I knew that those words were describing me. Once again, Kriss looked like she wanted to get out of the room as soon as possible. I grabbed her hand, and she looked at me surprisingly. 

"You'll be alright. Kriss I am sorry." She shook her head, and smiled. 

"That's lovely sir. Illea is extremely happy that you found your soul mate between these 35 girls. Now Lady Kriss and Lady America please rise," Gavril said. 

 We both stood up and walked to the stage. Maxon took the box with the ring ,and faced us. He took a deep breath, and starting walking toward us. When he was close enough he slightly turned toward me, and kneeled. Everyone gasped and smiled, but most of them looked like that they had already predicted this.

"America Singer, as I remember from the beginning of the Selection. You didn't want to be here, you called me mean things, you even assault the Crown Prince of Illea, but I want to let you know that all those things looked all adorable to me."

"Ahhhh" everyone cooed.

"I choose you because I know I'll be happy with you. I know we will have to go though hard times, and we can make stupid mistakes along our ways, but I don't care. I know our love is strong enough to endure everything. America Singer, will you make me the honor of becoming my wife?"

I looked around and everyone had their hands in front of them, eagerly waiting for me to say "yes".

"Yes, Maxon," I said as cheers and applauses followed. He hugged me and I hugged him back. He took the ring from the box and slightly passed it through my finger. It fitted perfectly.