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“And before you ask, this isn’t sexism. In the seasons when it’s a single male reject and a bunch of female wolves trying to win him over, it’s the same thing. The main contestant always sleeps alone.”

Zoe crossed her arms and cocked her head. “Always?”

The witch rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean. Some trysts may happen during filming, that’s to be expected—but no crew members or support staff are to stay with the lead contestant.” She turned back to me. “And even though she’s your friend, she’s still designated as your stylist. Therefore, she’s considered support staff.”

“No,” I said firmly. “Absolutely not. I want her with me. We only got here a few hours ago, and I’d like to have someone who knows me to help me get settled.”

I wasn’t asking, I was demanding. The witch could hear it in my voice. I did everything but growl at her. I would not be dissuaded. I’d fight the bitch right there in the hallway if I needed to.

The woman looked ready to argue further, but something in my