I “And our Ms. Albaya 2020 is … Contestant number 8!” the crowd screamed with glory and Mel jumped to his feet, clapping and shouting. Grazziena looked at her wristwatch; it is eight minutes before midnight. Fears wobbled in every purse of her skin. She needs to escape now. When the young and gorgeous Chairman of the Board of Judges came near her, his lips were almost touching her right ear as he whispered, “In due time, you will be mine.” However, Grazziena did not notice his words anymore. She was already uneasy and thinking about how to escape. As soon as her crown has been put by him on her head, Grazziena acted as if her stomach was aching. “Excuse me, I can’t take it anymore, I need to go to the comfort room.” Then she turned her back, got her crown from her head, and ran. Grazziena motioned to Mel to get her prizes and without any word, to the shock of the spectators and judges, she ran going
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