I feel terrible for Carina ...

Paul played her like a fiddle.

Such an absolute humiliation, especially after her family welcomed him with open arms as part of their family.

Then, after she's slammed with this awful news, forced to endure Paul's nervous babbling and absurd excuses, she can't even storm out of the apartment with any semblance of dignity, since this random producer must leap out of her way to hide behind a table, presumably to avoid being caught on camera. ugh.

Does it get any more mortifying?

It just made me truly realize how much these people risk, publicly and privately, when they look for love on reality TV.