Page 98 of Darn Knit All

“I’m sorry,” he muttered against my hair.

“It’s okay.” I clung to the warmth and security of his embrace. “Are you okay?”

He remained silent for a long time. “No. I let Jude get to me, and I almost ruined everything for you.” He squeezed me tighter, and I could feel him trembling slightly. “I’m sorry, Mai. I underestimated you.”

“Jude? What do you mean?” I asked, pulling back to look him in the eye.

He hesitated. “It’s—let’s talk about this later. Tonight is about you.”

I frowned. “But, Theo, what?—”

“Later. I promise.”

Fear gnawed at my insides, a thousand scenarios running through my head at breakneck speed. I wanted to press him, to demand he tell me. But cameras circled the room, catching our every move.

“Later,” I agreed reluctantly. “But I’m holding you to that.”

The judges examined our final design, picking over every blemish, missed stitch, and pulled thread.

The judges circled our final design, their critical eyes taking in every detail. I held my breath, my heart pounding as they examined the dress from every angle.

Erike lifted the hem, inspecting the stitching. “The construction here is impeccable, especially given the time constraints.” He slid a meaningful glance at Theo. “And you’ve managed to disguise any imperfections with layering and embellishments. I’m begrudgingly impressed.”

Theo tipped his head at Erike. “I’ll take that.”

Alison ran a hand along the bodice of the gown. “I love the way you’ve incorporated the leg strap into the overall design and echoed the details of the bodice. It’s functional and fashionable, without compromising on either aspect.”

I felt almost giddy as Minerva stepped back, taking in the full effect of the dress.

“It’s a stunning piece, and unique. We don’t see many accessible by design pieces,” she said, walking around the model. “The way you’ve tied together the crane motifs across all three designs is a testament to your creativity and cohesion as a team.”

I felt Theo’s hand find mine, our fingers intertwining. We exchanged a glance, a mixture of relief, pride, and anticipation passing between us.

“Well done,” Michelle whispered as the judges moved on. “High praise indeed.”

The set became a flurry of motion as the crew set up for the final announcement.

“No matter what happens,” Theo whispered, squeezing my hand, “I’m proud of you, Mai. You’ve poured your heart and soul into this competition, and it shows in every stitch, every seam, every design.”

I leaned into him, drawing on his strength. “I couldn’t have done it without you.” I mean every word. When I’d felt overwhelmed by emotion, he’d given me a safe place to land. It was through him that I’d discovered a confidence in myself and my ability to handle the unknown.

“All right people, places!” Celeste called, clapping her hands.

The cameras began to roll, and I twisted my ring over and over as the judges deliberated on stage. We awaited their verdict, my chest a bundle of writhing nerve endings.

With a final nod, they turned to the contestants, their expressions solemn.

“Jodie and Gretchen,” Michelle began, smiling. “You stayed true to your brand, creating pieces as magnificent and bold as they are functional. It has been a pleasure to see your efforts throughout this competition, and watch the two of you sparkle together.”

She turned. “Jude and Keeley, your designs are a reflection of your commitment to quality. The construction of your garments are second to none—and I believe you’ve even managed to step outside your comfort zone and create pieces that challenged even your high standards.”

Keeley clasped her hands in front of her chest and bowed slightly in thanks.

“Mai and Theo,” Michelle said, her voice cutting through the tension. “Your designs throughout this competition have been nothing short of remarkable. You’ve consistently pushed the boundaries of fashion while prioritizing inclusivity. Tonight, you’ve shown us that true innovation comes from the heart and accessibility in fashion can be both functional and beautiful.”

She stepped back, gesturing at Erike to step forward.

“The scores have been tallied, and we have our winners. But before we reveal the results, I want to say that each and every one of you should be proud of what you’ve accomplished here. You’ve shown the world that fashion is for everyone, and that true beauty comes in all forms.” He pulled an envelope from his back pocket.

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