Fiona’s POV
It's finally the day of the perfume exhibition, and nerves bloom in my stomach like a field of wildflowers.
The venue is a grand hall, with a large stage set up for the competition. Elegant displays line the stage, each representing a different perfume company. Lights illuminate the sleek, modern setup, highlighting the different designs and perfume bottles near the standees.
I watch from the side, glancing over the huge audience that the event has generated. Almost all of my colleagues from Silver Moon Scents are present, alongside representatives from other companies. Renowned perfumers and investors fill the rows, their sharp eyes scanning the stage for the next big thing. The atmosphere is electric with anticipation.
Jeremy stands off to the side, looking smug with an
