Chapter 4

Eric slowly stood up, my hopes hanging on his every move.

"Allison, even though you saved my life, I can't let my feelings cloud my judgment.

"I've never even laid eyes on your design.

"This piece belongs to Vivian. I helped her with every step of the process," he said, his voice cold and distant.

It felt like my brain just blew up.

He was lying!

To him, Vivian was the one he put on a pedestal.

And I was just trash, not even worth showing in public.

He'd stoop so low as to steal my work, just for her.