Chapter Twenty- Eight

Selena's POV

Contest Day……

I stood outside the venue of the contest. It was being held in one of the grand ballrooms of the luxurious five-star hotel. Evelyn wasn't exaggerating when she called it the biggest contest ever, the lavish setting is screaming luxury.

My heart racing fast like a mixer on high speed. Today was the first day of the baking contest I had been anticipating for days.

And I was finally here, about to face the judges, the viewers and my fellow contestants.

I was so nervous, my palms were already sweating, and my mind was a jumble of recipes, techniques, and what-ifs. I didn't know what to expect or what the outcome would be. What if I don't make it past the first day?

My mind was a whirlwind of different thoughts, imagining different scenarios in my head of me being evicted on the first day. Or should I just back off?

"Don't you dare think of backing off! You're here already Selena. And how many times do I have to tell you to stop being pessimistic", Ember's voice