The moment she said that, the room exploded.
"Plagiarism? In a school-wide competition? Seriously?"
"Is Lorna just saying that because she can't beat her?"
Those words stabbed into Lorna's ears. The judges frowned. "Lorna, if you're accusing Eliza of plagiarism, you need to provide proof."
"I have proof." Lorna turned to Stephen. "Stephen, do you remember? This design—it's the one I gave you as a love token."
She'd made sure Elizabeth saw it. Because she knew that with only three days, there was no way Elizabeth could come up with a prize-winning design on her own—unless she had an existing piece right in front of her.
And that love token had never been posted online.
Elizabeth wouldn't know that the person she copied was Lorna herself.
Everyone looked at Stephen, waiting for his a
