Lynn's POV

The design sketch is coming together nicely—a pendant featuring intertwined silver vines with small emerald accents. Elegant. Organic. The kind of piece that tells a story without words.

I'm losing myself in the work, the way I always do when thoughts get too loud, when fear threatens to swallow me whole.

My phone rings. Jordan's extension.

"Yes?"

"Ms. Beverly." Her voice is tight. Professional. Worried. "Mr. Stanton needs you in the conference ...