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*** D-day had this effect of making the air so thick with tension that it was a task to breathe. It was the day everyone has been looking forward too and by everyone, that included the designers and their team, the managers of the company involved in he competition and the fans and viewers from all over the world. Three things needed to be done right for the four days of the competition to have a good chance of winning. Designing the dress, making the dress and showing off the dress in the runway. Adora rubbed sweaty palms against each other as she tried a breathing exercise to help her seriously palpitating heart take a chill pill. “I'm afraid with the way you keep rubbing your palms beloved, everyone might be convinced you're trying to cast a spell and bewitch the competition.” Re
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