Bernard POV
I sat at my desk in my failing construction office, staring at my computer screen and feeling more frustrated than I had ever felt in my life. The article about Vanya's upcoming jewelry exhibition was open in front of me, and every word made my blood boil.
"Sacramento Elite Jewelry Exhibition Features Rising Star Vanya Reed," the headline read. "Local Designer Set to Showcase Revolutionary Goddess Jewelry Collection."
Revolutionary. They were calling her designs revolutionary. The same designs I had told her were worthless hobby projects for five years.
The article went on to describe how Vanya's booth at the Convention Center would display fifty new pieces of jewelry, how fashion magazine editors and celebrity stylists were planning to attend, how this exhibition could lau
