Ellie
“Why in the world would River think that I'm in love with you?" Ellie blurted, trying to control the anger rising up within her. Both hands were fisted at her sides. “And perhaps more importantly, why the h*ll were you talking to him about me anyway?"
“Well, in my defense," Ulysses began, both hands up between them as he slowly backed away, “I was just trying to help. And also in my defense, I don't know why he thinks that, but he said something about overhearing you say that you'd rather marry me than him. I don't know what in the Goddess's green earth makes him think that you'd say something like that, but--"
Ellie gasped so loudly, Ulysses stopped talking. Both of her hands flew over her mouth, and her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as she tried to contain the shock
