Chapter 20

Sofia's POV

"I said it before, Marie doesn't deserve our time so don't waste it on her." Raven muttered calmly making whatever thought I had in my head to wipe off.

"Losers...." Marie and Annie started laughing at... Actually no one in particular.

I still didn't feel like letting Marie off and the biggest she would make is coming here to say any trash.

And just like I thought, she started walking towards us with a look of surprise in her face.

"What—"

" Shut your mouths you fool!!!" I shouted making everyone to look at me. Raven took my hands into hers and squeezed on it lightly.

"You all should compose yourself please, don't start exuding your madness today please, after today you can continue whatever you want to do." A worker scolded making us go mute immediately.

"I would have to reach you a lesson later. It doesn't have to be today."

Marie walked away, swaying her hips side to side. I scoffed because it got me disgusted but Raven laughed.

"So, let's talk about the big show today!" Race screeched, turning me to face her so we stood opposite each other.

"Well, I won't deny the fact that I'm so happy, it's like my plans are slowly coming true. " I stated with a smile plastered on my face.

" Are you going to tell me what you designed or...? " Raven asked curiously.

" Oh, I used a peach material to design a gown... I think it's among one of Elena Cortez new designs. I can't really start describing now. " I stated in a matter of fact.

" That's quite understandable. When you wear it, then we'd all know what it looks like." I looked around and noticed some workers already had their clothes on.

" Are you sure we are doing the right thing by not wearing our designed clothes? " Raven asked.

" The board of judges went for a brief meeting so I think we have to wait till we are asked to wear them. Although, announcement was made pertaining wearing them before. "I explained and she nodded her head in understanding.

After few minutes Dona showed up again and I'm sure it time now. " It's time. " Dona announced and with that everyone started hurrying and moving to and fro.

I and Raven walked into the dressing unit to wore out designed gowns...

"Damn!!! You look stunning. " Raven complimented with an awe look on her face.

I waited for her to finish up as well and helped her to lace the strap at the back of her gown

"How the heck were you able to design the gown so well? According to the video made by Elena Cortez on het YouTube channel, she said the dress took them over one month to be in perfection and yours looks this way under just one week? You're an Angel honeyyyyyyy!!!!!!" Raven squealed out in excitement.

I was too excited to even say anything, I just had a smile in my face.

" I actually didn't make his dress in my own." I stated and she looked at me with inquisitive eyes.

" Who made it with you?" She asked shocked.

" Guess..." I teased and she rolled her eyes. "You know I'm not good at guessing, right?

" Well, you helped me in designing the gown." I announced but she scoffed. " No I'm serious, you did help me." I stressed and we engaged in a very tight but quick hug.

Through out the one week we asked to stay home and prepare our dresses, I called Raven times without number while I was designing the gown. She brought her suggestions and that's also what brought about the perfection in the gown.

"Hello beautiful ladies...." A familiar voice greeted, I looked up to see Mr Alaric.

Oh damn!

What does he want this time?

"Good afternoon sir." Raven greeted and bowed slightly in courtesy.

"It's been a while Sofia." Mr Alaric looked at me and smiled. "Your gown is quite impressive." He complimented.

"Thanks." I responded and a smile crawled up his face.

"Its not so feel so special." Marie said as she walked up me.

"Is this jealously I smell?" I mocked.

"You obviously can't tell me my dress isn't beautiful if you're not jealous of it." I stated and waled out hand in had with Raven.

As I prepared to model my design in front of the board of directors, I heard someone whisper, "You're not going to get away with this, you know."

I spun around, but there was no one there. I shook off the feeling of unease and walked into the boardroom, where everyone was gathered. Taking a deep breath and began to model my design.

But as I walked down the runway, i noticed that something was wrong. My clothes felt strangely tight and uncomfortable. And then, to my horror, i realized that the seams of my dress were beginning to come undone.

Oh damn!

Not today! Not again.

I prayed silently.

So, I composed and kept modeling but noticed someone had dropped a file on the floor. I rushed over to help the person pick it up, but as i bent down, I felt a tug on the hem of my dress.

I looked down and saw that the fabric was starting to pull apart.

I quickly straightened up, but the damage was done - the dress was now torn in several places.

I felt my face flush with embarrassment, but I tried to remain composed.

As the crowd laughed, i looked around in disbelief.

Marc, was standing at the back of the room, smirking. When our eyes met, i felt a flash of betrayal.

But Mark just shrugged. "You should have been more careful," he said coldly. I felt like she had been punched in the gut. How could he be so heartless?

With that, I ran out in tears.

This is the second time this is happening and I'm sure someone is doing this to me.