Ross didn't call cut.
He let the moment live.
He panned slowly across her face, capturing the raw emotion in her eyes—the heartbreak, the disappointment, the fury.
Then, without a word, he adjusted the focus.
It was time for him to step into the scene.
"Cut!"
"Good take, Cara! Let's do another one," Ross called out as he clapped his hands once and started packing up the equipment with practiced ease.
The camera crew, the same team from earlier, didn't need further instructions—they were already moving toward the swimming pool, chatting and adjusting gear as they went.
Music thumped softly in the background, just enough to give life to the scene without overwhelming it.
Around the pool, several contestants from the house cast were laughing, splashing water, and playfully chasing each other around.
The light from the setting sun shimmered across the water, casting a golden hue over the entire space.
It was the picture of carefree fun—except for one person.
