She wasn’t surprised when Wil announced that Amelia was the next to be booted. Missy, a camera on her, and another on Amelia, said, ‘That means tonight, Amelia, you will be going home. Please take a short moment to say goodbye.’ Chin high, Amelia walked to Wil and stood directly in front of him. She looked a small bird compared to his enormous frame. Meeting Wil’s gaze, she said with a loud, clear voice, ‘I’m glad you eliminated me.’ Wil’s expression didn’t alter. Emily’s eyes widened and she glanced quickly at Becky, who was looking equally shocked. ‘Yes, because you think you’re above me and the other women here, and I’d rather not continue with a man like that.’ ‘I assure you, Amelia, I don’t feel that way. And for you to say that, when I was only ever gracious to you and to my other guests, is highly offensive. So, I’m sorry you feel that way, but I’m now sure that my decision about who is to leave the competition tonight was a correct one.’ Despite his stern words, his chest and stance had deflated.
