REAGAN'S POV.

"Why do you look constipated?”

Those are the first words that come out of Kyle's mouth the moment he walks into my office. He's staring at me intensely and Ronald invites himself to the show. Now they are both staring down at me as though expecting me to make a confession.

Sighing heavily, I rise from my seat and round the table. Their eyes are still glued on me as I perch on the edge of the table and cross my ankles.

"I look constipated because I am."

"It's eight in the morning and you're already constipated, what did you eat?"

"I can't even remember. Selena served me a bunch of meals this morning."

"Selena made you food?" Kyle asks, aghast. I nod calmly.

"And you ate the food?" Ronald sounds terrified as he chimes in his question. I shoot him an alarmed look.

"Why would you it like that? Did I do something wrong?"

"Not wrong, but dangerous. We asked you to live with her so we could get Intel, not eat meals prepared by her." Ron cautions firmly.

"Well... what was I supposed to do?"

"Say no."

don't want her sensing that I really don't give two fucks about her. That's why I had to

Silence.

what follows my

stares before turning

"Makes sense, right?"

while Kyle sighs in exasperation as he runs a hand over

many interactions with her

Lord." Kyle says with a playful

came to report some good news." Ronald changed the

"Good news?"

"Yeah."

Ron." He

sabotaging Ashanti's equipment during the last phase of the competition has been caught and

some great

out has been forwarded to the

Ronald. This

it will also serve

warning to other contestants

such

into this.e stretching my hand out

ha

doing my

you." I turn to Kyle who

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