Matilda saw Rosalind's tears streaming down her face and quickly went to hug her, whispering words of solace, "Oh, sweetie, don't cry. Some things, some people... they just aren't meant for us."

Her tone had shifted dramatically. Just moments ago, she was pressing Joshua for assurances, hopeful that Zephyr could keep his leadership role and allow Rosalind and Lysander to marry. She hadn't paid much mind to the history between Thalassa and Lysander either.

But now, hearing Joshua reveal that Lysander might never walk again, she began to console Rosalind, suggesting Lysander wasn't her destiny after all.

Rosalind, her beliefs shattered, clung to her mother's clothes and wept unrestrainedly in her arms. Matilda gently stroked her back, offering the softest comfort she could muster, "Let it out, honey. Sometimes, crying can make things a little easier."

Joshua, observing the mother-daughter embrace, understood clearly that they no longer sought the Sinclair family's approval. It dawned on him that Rosalind couldn't accept a Lysander who was less than whole.

With a heavy sigh, Joshua rose and walked upstairs.

format was similar to the semifinals, with designers presenting their creations modeled for the audience. However, unlike the semifinals where judges picked the winner, the

after confirming everything was in order did she submit her piece to the organizers the day before the competition,

repeat of the semifinal debacle was impossible. Comforted by their

the competition

but this

accompanying Rosalind as before. Feeling

at Lysander

tranquility. He noticed her gaze, intertwined his fingers with hers, palm to palm,

initially nervous,

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