ALIANA

The conference room is too quiet, too polished for the chaos crawling under my skin. The level of anger I feel currently is unrivalled and deadly and it probably has my blood pressure off the charts but right now I doubt there's any one that can calm me successfully. How did this even happen? I have been working so hard to rebuild everything but nothing prepared me for the blow this deals me.

I stand at the head of the table, palms flat against the glass surface, eyes scanning the faces in front of me. Twelve people. Twelve designers, project managers, assistants. People I trusted.

Someone leaked the design....