A Woman With Bad Fate

Sarah's POV:

"What nonsense?" Why was Elma always this impulsive? For days now, I tried reaching out to her, but she didn't pick up. If I had refused to show up at the event, then where was she going to see the chance to choose a winner?

"Elma!!!" I gritted my teeth angrily. Why does she always put me in such a state? What was wrong with her?

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Mrs. Wistold, it's time," the lady from earlier said, and I smiled at her. Then I straightened my gown before I followed her as I walked to my seat with everyone cheering me up.

I sat next to Anthony, who winked at me, and I scoffed. There was a big TV above that showed me as I walked to my seat. The cameras were on me, so I smiled at Anthony.

I sat down, but the cameras were still on me, and I could see myself on the bigger screen. The cameraman zoomed in, and I got nervous. I was already sitting, so why was he still taping me?