It could be anticipated that after the press conference, Sabrina would face further criticism and scolding.

The event staff brought in the props.

“Feel free to discuss,” the host encouraged.

Surveying the needle and thread, Sabrina inquired, “Which do you prefer?”

Tyrone chose the needle first, positioning it between his lips. Sabrina then selected the thread, biting down on one end.

“The game starts now. You have two minutes. Failure within the time limit results in a penalty.”

Sabrina and Tyrone locked eyes and got to work.

needle clenched between his teeth, Tyrone leaned in

faces were so close, their foreheads nearly touching, noses brushing against each

ever, zoomed in on the

each other in

Galilea was being filmed off-stage by the

myriad of

faced was quite

came close to succeeding several times,

she doing

this way. They’ve got to be

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