Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Caroline held her head up, looked around at everyone, and declared, "Ms. Fenton designed this gown herself 20 years ago but never released it. Evelyn Wiley doesn't know anything about design. "She's just looking for fame by ripping off the work of others but has the nerve to flaunt herself at Lendora Fashion Week. Unbelievable!"

I was totally lost.

"H-How is this even possible? How does Caroline have the same gown? Isn't she on our side? How could she be teaming up with Whitney?"

I bit my lip, my face drained of color. I was dying to know the reasons, too. But I couldn't waste time on that. I had to deal with what was right in front of me.

"Caroline, what is this nonsense? You stole my design, and now you're accusing me of plagiarism? How does that even make sense?" I did my best to keep my voice calm.

yourself! You're just starting out-what do you even have that's worth stealing? You're simply looking for fame by plagiarizing from your betters. How shameless!" "Y-You're just making stuff up!" I trembled with rage. "All of my designs are the product of my hard work. I swear I've never plagiarized! And you're out here wearing my stolen gown-it's obvious you're the ones trying

back and let out a loud, sharp laugh. "Evelyn, know your place. You're not

You're actually going to

got heavy with tension. Whitney and Caroline, looking all self-righteous, stood on one side, while Ethan, burning with anger, and I, feeling deflated, stood on

moment before saying, "Alright, since both parties have their claims, please show us your evidence so we can go over it and figure out who's in the right. If plagiarism is proven, we'll handle it harshly with

that. They glanced at each other, a brief look

provide, the evidence. She's the one facing accusations of plagiarism, so she should be