When Love Comes Late

Amidst her momentary trance, she watched as the first two models took the stage, displaying their garments with elegance.

Then, the third model made her entrance, and Stella’s eyes widened in alarm as she laid eyes on the gown.

Her heart seemed to freeze in place.

She was wearing the exact same red evening dress that Stella had designed.

Stella stood frozen, her eyes fixated on the runway, unable to believe what she was witnessing.

It was a moment of disbelief, and she blinked repeatedly.

The dress on the runway was indeed her creation.

The intricate details, the elegant fabric, and the vision she had worked so hard to bring to life now paraded before her eyes, not as her own, but on another model.

How could someone else be wearing her design?

How could this be?

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It was a surreal experience that left Stella bewildered.

“The boldness of the dress’s simplicity is intriguing.

Such a daring choice for a significant competition.

”

“The design complements the model’s natural elegance perfectly.

The designer truly possesses a unique taste.

”

“Have you ever seen such exquisite fabric? It’s like nothing I’ve seen before.

”

Every word of admiration only fueled Stella’s growing anxiety.

She felt like her creativity had been stolen, and her voice had been silenced.

Around her, the chatter continued to echo, and her face grew pallid.

The time allotted for each model on the runway was limited, and soon it was Flossie’s turn to make her entrance.

As she stepped onto the runway, the audience erupted in astonishment and confusion.

“What’s happening? Did I just witness that correctly? The is wearing the same dress as the third model!”

“Wow! Could this be an open case of blatant plagiarism?”

“Isn’t the KlassicLuxe Design Competition known for its high standards? Is this some sort of a publicity stunt?”

“Anyone can claim to be a designer nowadays, but this is unacceptable.

The original creators should be protected!”

The discussion became louder and louder, and the audience was so dissatisfied.