Third person PovVictoria called Lydia at half past ten on Friday morning.Lydia picked up on the second ring. “I have already read it.”“Then you know.” Victoria’s voice was smooth. Too smooth, the way it got when something underneath it was working very hard not to show. “A larger building, Lydia. She lost everything and she signed a lease for something bigger within one week. Nathan Price has written about it as though she has performed some kind of miracle.”“I know what he wrote.” Lydia moved to her window. Below her the city went about its morning, entirely unbothered. “The industry is behind her.” The smoothness in Victoria’s voice developed an edge, fine and sharp, like a crack in glass. “Design houses. The hospital. Buyers reaching out without being asked. We burned her company to the ground and it has made her more visible than she has ever been.”“It is a setback.” Lydia kept her voice level. “Not a failure.”“At least the exhibition won’t be held anytime soon. Most of the
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