Thirteen

MELISSA’S POV

“What is going on? How is this missing? What am I going to do now?” I said to myself, with tears, filling my eyes up.

I sat down, feeling depressed. It was one of the personal projects I have worked on that made me happy and even Stefan had encouraged me to put it up. Just when I decided to, I can’t find my clothes now.

I knew I had lost the chance, so I accepted my fate and went back to the event.

“Wow, the competition is quite tough. Both the teams have put up their best and it is hard to choose, but I feel there is still one more cloth that Team A hasn’t shown us. That could help us to decide finally.” Stefan said, searching for me and at that moment, I felt like covering my face.

What was I going to say? Dana would think I had told him about the cloth, behind her back, probably for favoritism and when he finds out that I can’t find it, he might think that I was only looking for an excuse, but that isn’t a problem. He had already increased my interest in putting up m