Maddison's POV
Maddison felt a moment of complete calm as Grant left the office. She stared at the computer screen, where the trash folder showed an unread email from Marcus Vance. Then, her eyes moved to the Sky-Piercer blueprints that had been on her desk for a long time.
Full of lines and math that used to help her escape, the blueprints now felt weird because she wasn't really sure if the numbers or the stress were hers. Every line in the blueprint made her wonder; Did I create this, or was I made to do this?*
The city view outside her window showed signs of success, but she no longer felt sure it was hers. The pride she had felt two days ago had turned into doubt and angry regret.
The warning from last night came back to her mind, unwanted and staying there.
*Tyler Cook in poor c
