Aria's POV
Livia looked like she was about to explode.
She slammed her notebook shut and stormed out of the conference room.
Jane, completely used to Livia's dramatic outbursts, simply rolled her eyes.
"Don't let her get to you, Aria," Jane said.
"Livia has been a senior designer with us for quite a while now. She joined the winter after you left. She isn't a bad person. Well, she's just blunt and defensive. Actually, she was also from the Academy of Fine Arts."
I blinked, digging through my memories, but her face didn't ring a bell.
I bet she joined the studio right after I quit the job, and she filled my position back then.
"Though, I have to admit," Jane teased, her eyes twinkling with amusement, "Seeing you snap back at her like that, it felt like I was looking at the old 'A
