Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Who could possibly do this to me and why?

Suddenly, I felt warm, steady hands on my shaking shoulders. "Evelyn, I promised you I'd get to the bottom of this. No one's ruining your debut. Just trust me, alright?"

I looked up at Ethan, his eyes full of calm and assurance. I breathed in deeply, swallowed my tears, and nodded.

"Alright, We won't let whoever's behind this win!" I got to my feet, my legs wobbly as I tried to walk. "Lianne, can you double-check backstage? I'll ask the rest of the staff if they've noticed anyone strange-"

I didn't even finish speaking before a staff member ran over, out of breath. "Ms. Wiley, Mr. Grayson, we've got a problem! Someone's protesting in the backstage plaza, claiming we've violated her intellectual property and wants to stop our show!" "What?" Ethan and I blurted out, staring at each other in disbelief.

Lianne's mouth dropped open. "Intellectual property? Who's claiming this? How could we have possibly done that?"

The staff member shook his head. "I don't know the full story. She's been going off, saying she'll explain everything when the police get here. She won't leave and has put up banners and signs, blocking the backstage!" Ethan's expression stiffened. "Let's go check it out."

hand, and we stepped

missing gown, now this intellectual property issue... Why

someone had carefully staged all this to bring me

arrived at the backstage plaza and spotted a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup standing on a platform.

Wiley is a

designs and showcase them at a fashion show? This is an insult to both fashion and art! Hey Lendora Fashion Week organizers, are you all blind? How

like I had

"Isn't that Whitney Fenton? Why is

designer from the '80s? You know her?" I looked at

equally surprised.

her interviews in magazines. She was a big name back then, brought a lot of supermodels into the spotlight, and even won the