Madelyn was late. When she arrived at the company, Jane, the head of this studio, was in a discussion.

The sound of her hurried steps caused everyone to look her way. Catching her breath, Madelyn said, clutching her chest, "I'm sorry I'm late."

Jane glanced at Madelyn and tapped the table for emphasis. "I was talking about the email from Encounter Gaming. If you're confused about anything, come ask me. We're on a tight schedule, and I expect everyone to give their best. It's important, especially for your final presentations.

"Meeting adjourned!"

Once the meeting wrapped up, everyone dove back into their work.

It was like Madelyn wasn't even there.

Clement approached with paperwork in hand. "Madelyn," he began, but she interrupted him, "Clement, weren't we already swamped with one project? Why did we take another?"

Clement replied, "It's done. We hustled the past few days, and as of yesterday, we've turned everything in."

Madelyn paused for a moment. "B-But... Yesterday, I cont