The day before the launch party was finally here and the nerves had officially kicked in. I lay on the couch in my modest apartment, my phone pressed into my ear as Jason's voice came through the other end.
"You ready for tomorrow, Ruth?" he asked, his tone light but curious.
"I don't know," I admitted, catching my lower lip between my teeth. "I'm kind of nervous.
Nervous?" Jason let out a soft laugh. "You? The great Miss L? That's hard to believe."
I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. "It's one thing for people to praise your work from a distance. It's another to stand in a room full of critics and hope they don't tear it apart. What if they hate it, Jason?
"They won't hate it. Your designs are brilliant, Ruth. They have been since I met you."
I couldn't help but smile beca
