The Judge

Eileen heard Ruelle whisper a man's name while staring at the judge who had just spoken.

She looked between them, her eyes widening slightly.

“Do you know that man? Is that why he is taking your side?” Eileen asked Ruelle, snapping her out of her thoughts

The surprise on her face was instantly wiped off, being replaced by irritation.

“Are we not going to talk about you stealing my work? I have proof that you did!” Ruelle hissed at Eileen. Her grey eyes burned with cold fury as she stared at her sister.

She had been holding up her pent-up anger all this while and she was going to make sure that Eileen gets burnt.

The competition was being aired on national television, she was going to make sure she destroyed Eileen's art career before it even started.

Wanting to make a career with something you have no talent for was crazy, but Eileen seemed to think she could pull it off.

“I didn't steal your work!” Eileen screamed, her nose flared as she breathed in deeply.

She had stolen it