When evening came, the screening of the house contestants' film commenced.
The main hall had been transformed into a private theater, complete with velvet curtains, surround sound, and mood lighting.
The contestants filed in, still half-tired from the night shoot, but buzzing with nervous excitement.
As the lights dimmed and the screen flickered to life, the room fell into complete silence.
For the next hour and a half, no one said a word.
The film was a masterpiece in motion—surprisingly emotional, visually striking, and layered with tension, drama, and intimacy.
The chemistry between the characters, especially between Ross and Cara, sizzled on screen.
There were laughs, gasps, and moments that left people holding their breath.
And when the screen finally faded to black and the credits began to roll, the silence lingered—charged, heavy.
Everyone was waiting for the verdict.
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Then came the slow clap inside a private room in the house.
