Chapter 71

　　Cherry 　　The cacophony of jeers around me was eroding my mental defenses. I caught a glimpse of Dylan's disdainful eyes, and the pain in me deepened. 　　“Luna Cherry, is this true?” Chelsea's voice quivered as she came over and confronted me. 　　“I-I swear, Chelsea, I didn't steal your work. I-I would never do that. My designs are my own.” I stammered. 　　“Then how do you explain this?” Chelsea's face contorted with anger. 　　She raised her sketchbook up high, displaying a design remarkably similar to mine. 　　“I can't explain it, Chelsea,” I said, my voice trembling, “But, I swear I didn't do it. I have no idea what's going on here…" 　　The crowd grew restless, the murmurs turning into a torrent of accusations. 　　Dylan, my mate, stood silent beside Chelsea. I reached out to him, desperate for support. 　　“Dylan, please, you have to believe me. I swore to Nuu-Chaah that I didn't steal Chelsea's works and ideas.”  　　He shied away from my touch. 　　“You know what? I'm really getting fed up wit