Chapter 355

Author's POV The Breaking Point The design studio reeked of desperation and cold coffee. Vivi surveyed her team—hollow-eyed zombies hunched over laptops, their creativity bleeding out with each rejected draft. Empty energy drink cans formed a small mountain by the printer, a monument to their collective exhaustion. "That's it!" Vivi slammed her palm against the table, making everyone jump. "We're done bleeding over this tonight. Pack it up, people. Go home before you start hallucinating unicorns in the color swatches." A collective groan rippled through the room—relief mixed with bone-deep fatigue. They'd finally cracked it. After seventy-two hours of creative warfare, they had something that didn't make their eyes bleed. Victory never tasted so much like stale donuts and regret. God, we actually pulled it off, Vivi thought, rubbing her temples. The prototype wasn't perfect, but it had that spark—that indefinable quality that made people stop scrolling and start staring. She could alre