My MIL Тhоught I Wаs Nоt Веаutiful Еnоugh fоr Неr Sоn, Sо I Еntеrеd а Веаuty Соntеst tо Win thе Сrоwn — Stоry оf thе Dаy
When I first told David about entering the beauty contest, he was incredibly supportive. “Grace, I think it’s a great idea,” he said, holding my hands. “You should do it for yourself.” His encouragement gave me the strength I needed to go through with it. I underwent intensive training, attended workshops, and participated in rehearsals.All the contestants lived together in a hotel, cut off from their families, only interacting with each other. Many of the girls were envious and willing to do anything to win, likе Chloe, who often sabotaged others.One morning, I saw Chloe “accidentally” knock over a fellow contestant’s makeup bag, scattering its contents everywhere. “Oops, sorry!”Despite this, I quickly made friends and impressed everyone with my kindness. “Grace, you’re a lifesаvеr,” said Emma, another contestant, as I helped her fix a ripped dress. “It’s nothing, really,” I replied with a smile. “We’re all in this together, right?” During a rehearsal, I had a heartfelt conversation with Katie, a contestant I had befriended. We sat in a quiet corner of the auditorium, watching others practice. Chloe was listening as always.”Are you ready for tomorrow?” Katie asked, her voice tinged with anxiety. “I think so,” I replied. “I’m going to present a clothing collection I designed. It’s created for everyday wear.” “That’s amazing, Grace. You’re not just competing; you’re making a difference.””Thanks, Katie. What about you? What’s your talent performance?” “I’m going to sing,” she said with a shy smile. “I’ve always loved singing, but I’ve never performed in front of such a large audience before.” “You’ll be great,” I assured her. “You’ve got an incredible voice.”Later that evening, I was in my hotel room, organizing my outfits for the next day, when there was a knock on the door. It was my friend, Lily, who had invited me to the contest. “Hey, Grace,” she said, glancing around the room. “How are you doing? How’s the preparation going?””Hi! I’m a bit nervous, but everything is coming together. Thanks again, Lily, for inviting me to this contest. It means a lot.””I’m sure you’ll do great,” she said warmly. “Actually, I need you to sign some documents regarding your participation. Do you have a pen?” “Sure, let me find one for you,” I said, turning to my desk. When I turned back, I saw Lily quickly stepping away from my wardrobe, trying to act casual. “Here you go.””Thanks,” she took a pen, her eyes avoiding mine. She handed me the documents, and I noticed her hands trembling slightly. I decided not to comment on her actions. Instead, I took the documents and signed them politely. “All done,” I said, handing them back to her. “Great,” she said, forcing a smile. “Good luck tomorrow, Grace. I know you’ll shine.””Thanks,” I replied. “I appreciate your support.” We exchanged pleasantries, and she left the room quickly.
