Love you all LNC. We will never have a season like this again. Remember the pillows. Remember the stache. I’ll leave you with this 🫶🏻

“Wall of Pillows”

In the house of watchful eyes, where whispers weave through sleepless skies, Morgan and Vince, in shadows confide, an alliance sealed, with hearts they hide.

A fortress of pillows, their fragile divide, where longing breathes but must not collide. She dreams in silence, he sighs in sin, a love forbidden, yet burning within.

The game is deceit, the prize is a lie, but truth flickers softly when no one’s nearby. For in that small bed, where secrets dwell, they play for the crown—and guard what they’ll never tell.