May stared at the trophy as she heard the next word, the MC said....

His word felt so indistinct,, yet sharp. She blinked her eyes, as the MC gestured to her to come over.

May's eyes widened. She stood there for a while before walking close to the MC.

He gave her the trophy, shook her hand and a photograph was made. She was asked to stand on the podium which she did. Her hand was tightly clenching onto the trophy.

"How does it feel to be the winner?" The Mc asked.

Tears dropped down May's eyes, which she quickly wiped. She couldn't say anything. Probably, if she did,, the...