Let Me Stay The Night

Christina’s victorious moment was short–lived when everyone began casting doubtful glances at her.

Her face fell, and a hint of disappointment flickered in her eyes.

No one would feel good in a situation like that, but Nancy could not be bothered when she stood forward and questioned unapologetically, “Ms. Selena, please explain why all of us got homeless beggars as models while Christina got a ballerina. This is blatant partiality!”

Since she did not win any awards, Nancy figured she had nothing to lose, so she challenged Selena outright about Christina’s special treatment.

This is so unfair!

Faced with Nancy’s interrogation, Christina felt the urge to confront Nancy and divulge the truth about the models, but Selena beat her to it.

“Watch your tongue. Who gave you the right to challenge me? Zele?” Selena fumed. She was defensive because Nancy had challenged her despite her specifying that the competition would be carried out fairly.

“I…” Nancy was suddenly stumped.

She participated in the competition because Zele had asked her to and even requested that she bring home an award. Now that things had turned out like that, she would only fall out of Zele’s favor, and the thought of it made Nancy detest Christina even more.

Her dissatisfaction was so strong she felt like throwing Christina off the stage and snatching her award from her.

It was apparent that other designers were on her side from the discontent written all over their faces. They could not see why Christina’s work was better than theirs.

without the slightest hint of pity in her voice. “I told all of you never to

the designers looked at one another, trying to guess what

not as capable. Second, none of you

dumbfounded, except for Christina, who seemed cool as a cucumber, as

knew, a group of professional models appeared on the stage one after another, moving down the runway with the perfect catwalk. Their strides were swift, and their gazes were firm. From how finely toned their bodies

professionally trained, the designers had mistaken them for homeless people because of

assigned to the designers, only Christina’s was not a professional model but a ballerina. That was why

other designers had had the upper hand over her but

the designers ashamed of themselves. Looking at the experienced models walking in their skilled steps,

now why you lost?” Selena asked coldly. “Not only are all of you not cut for it, but you are also

but one of them went forward immediately and apologized to Christina, “I’m sorry, Christina. You

you,” Christina replied, nodding slightly in

before going off the stage. The truth was all of them had known that Christina was the best among them, but blinded by jealousy, they had

that Selena’s words spoke sense into them, they realized

in relatively more effort than the rest out of her

disgruntled that that was the

extraordinary designer, that was the

winners, but Christina seemed

today. Why don’t we go to the party