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~Elara's POV
I watched Janae step out of my office to carry out the order I gave her, and the moment the door clicked shut, silence filled the room like heavy smoke. I sat there, hands flat on my desk, feeling this strange mix of anger and heartbreak burning in my chest. I couldn't stop thinking about how our designs were taken from here, from the inside, like someone had reached into my ribs and stolen something from my heart.
My mind kept circling the same thought like a restless bird. How did Lira infiltrate this place? How did she get her hands on something that belonged to me? I didn't have proof yet, but I knew it was her. I could almost hear her voice in my head, laughing, as if she thought she already won. But she had no idea who I was becoming.
I stood up suddenly and walked to the door. I didn't want my anger to sit in silence. I needed everyone to hear it.
