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Sylvia froze entirely. Frantically, she scrambled to lock her phone screen, forcing herself to act calm. "N-No, a friend just reached out to tell me something."
"We're still recording. Pay attention," Killian said, his tone flat and unreadable.
Sylvia broke into a cold sweat, her scalp tingling with dread.
She had been entirely too careless. Killian was sitting right next to her, merely inches away.
If he had seen the contents of her text, the consequences would be unimaginable.
She sneakily glanced at Killian's expression. Seeing his calm demeanor, she assumed he hadn't noticed and finally let out a small sigh of relief.
However, the anxiety and guilt completely shattered her composure.
For the remainder of the recording, she was a nervous wreck, unable to formulate a single cohesive thought, reduced to sitting there in absolute silence.
Once the recording wrapped, a heavy sense of defeat and insecurity swallowed Sylvia whole.
In a terrible mood and with no desire to socialize, she turned down Killian's invitation for dinner and drove home alone.
Today was the second recording session, which meant the premiere episode aired tonight.
Surprisingly, the production team left in the entire unedited segment where Jillian mocked Killian for being a sore loser.
The internet exploded.
Jillian herself was a bit surprised.
The show had marketed itself on authenticity from the start, but she hadn't expected them to be this raw, broadcasting the guests tearing into each other.
She and Killian already generated massive buzz on their own, boasting an army of loyal fans devoted to their good looks. As soon as the episode aired, the internet was in an uproar, with both fanbases clashing wildly.
"Killian is a grown man. Where is his chivalry?"


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