"Delusional? Me?"
Xaviera Evans didn't expect to hear a drama unfold right after she returned backstage. She crossed her arms and looked at the girl who had just spoken, with a half-smile on her face.
The girl's expression froze, seemingly remembering the events that had occurred backstage that morning. She silently retreated a step and hid herself within the crowd, not daring to make a sound.
Mag Evans squeezed through the crowd and worriedly took her sister's hand. "Sis, where did you go? Some people said you didn't join the competition... Sis, can you hurry up and tell everyone that you did? You love designing so much..."
"I didn't participate in this competition."
Xaviera pulled her hand back.
Mag's expression froze, "Sis, you..."
She sounded a mix of indignation and sadness, "Why, Sister, why..."
Why?
Xaviera raised an eyebrow. It was, of course, because she was a judge.
"Relax, you'll find out why in a moment."
Xaviera gazed deeply into Mag's eyes.
