Avery walked onto the ramp with Adrian at her side, their steps perfectly aligned, heads held high as if the storm of rumors didn't exist at all.
The way the spotlight washed over them only enhanced the commanding aura they carried, every line of their posture radiating elegance and confidence.
The cameras immediately erupted, flashes bursting like fireworks across the hall. Their performance, up until now, had already become the talk of the town.
Commentators live-blogging the event typed furiously, their feeds exploding with speculation: How dare they still show their collection? Do they not care about the plagiarism scandal? Are they bold or just foolish?
Everywhere, eyes glued themselves to the broadcast screens, disbelief mingling with morbid curiosity. People wondered aloud, how could Celestria, knowing the weight of the accusations, dare to present their designs with such boldness? Were they this reckless?
