It seemed as if after Hilda's performance, every show that came up later appeared dull and boring. Hilda was standing firmly on the throne, leading the votes by thousands in front of Tehilla, and her votes were still rising like nuts.

Nathan had deliberately adjusted Hilda's turn to the front to allow the audience some time to react. He wanted to make sure that the audience had the time to vote before the competition ended, or he would have played for nothing.

At the backstage, Tehilla was sitting in a corner, checking on the online voting. The expression on her face was extremely gloomy.

Did I just lose? By thousands...