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It was always devastating watching someone you grew close to on the island be sent home. Worse, was feeling totally helpless, watching as one of your tribemates was metaphorically fighting for their life in the game—to not be voted out.

The entire Soka tribe was devastated watching Matt’s vote out by Ratu. They came in with the expectation that he’d be sent home, sure, but to watch the finite hope be crushed as Jeff read the final vote, and to further watch his torch be snuffed? Devastating. Especially for Frannie. She cared about Matt, truly, more than anyone else had cared about him on this island; some said it was a showmance, others thought the two were actually in love. Regardless, sitting on that bench for a moment longer than the rest of the Immunity winners, Frannie watched as the last pillows of smoke from Matt’s torch evaporated into the air above, before grabbing her bag and heading back to camp.

And she had a sinking feeling that just maybe? She could’ve done something else to keep him in the game, maybe even just brought his bag. But what happened, happened.

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It was obvious that she was devastated for the days that followed. Throw emotionally a wreck and starving on an island in a blender, and you got Frannie. It was clear too, that she was seen as a physical and social threat, and the Tika and Ratu tribes were working together against Soka.

When Lauren from Ratu won immunity, it was even worse for her. She knew she had a target painted like a bullseye on her back, and without an idol it felt inescapable.