Forgotten Wife My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left (Clara and Liam) novel Chapter 237

Sienna’s POV

The day has come. The moment I’ve both anticipated and dreaded simultaneously. At last I will meet the publishing team at their workplace. My pulse quickens as Vina leads me through the towering structure. The sleek and bustling environment somewhat diverts my anxiety. The flutter in my chest remains.

I look up toward the ceiling and the orderly aligned lights lining the hallway. It’s as if entering a realm I have only encountered via my laptop screen, a realm where rehowned writers and iconic books come alive.

Our steps resonate gently on the marble surface.

Employees rush by holding bundles of documents or laptops. A few acknowledge Vina courteously. I nod my head subtly despite not knowing them.

“I just can’t bęlieve you’ve made it to this point,” Vina remarks, looking at me. Her grin is broad and brimming with pride. “I’m genuinely anxious, for you honestly.”

“Please don’t begin too,” I responded with a trembling breath. “I’m already anxious enough to faint.”

Vina chuckles softly. Give my arm a gentle tap. “Hey, you’ve put in the effort. It’s them who ought to be anxious about meeting you.”

I roll my eyes. Can’t suppress a smile. “If you continuecomplimenting me like that I might swoon from an excess of confidence instead.”

We make a turn. I observe every big poster hung on the wall book covers i know accompanied by images of the authors beaming with pride. I stop before one. A female writer stands with her book, which has reached thousands, in sales.

In the past I would have experienced jealousy. That is not the case anymore. Currently I feel motivated.

“I silently wish that someday my face will also be displayed up here.” I murmur without realizing it.

“One day? Hellooo, we’re actually moving in that direction at this moment,” Vina responds theatrically. “Prepare yourself for nonstop book signings until your hand aches.”

I chuckle, feeling the pressure in my chest. “On that note are you certain I’m capable of this? I mean I’m a mom who only resumed writing a few months ago.”

“And you succeeded in making their editor fall head over heels for your manuscript,” Vina interrupts swiftly. “Quit downplaying your achievements, Sienna.”

“Exhale, with flair,” she replies teasingly.

I can’t stop myself from laughing as we proceed down the part of the hallway approaching the room where the crucial meeting is set to happen.

“This is the conference room, Sienna. We will begin shortly,”Vina says while opening the glass door presenting me to the people already present inside.

I silently nod, attempting to calm my breathing. Within the publishing team greets me with smiles. They are cordial, professional and evidently eager to discuss my book that’s about to be released. I feel proud. Touched as, at last all my hard work is beginning to pay off.

The meeting goes on for quite some time. We talk about topics, the book’s content, intended audience, marketing plans and technical aspects such as the book’s dimensions and the kind of paper to select. It all seems tangible now. I do my utmost to stay engaged despite some jargon still being new to me.

“For the demographic we’re focusing on late teens to young adults,” a marketing team member states while presenting a slide. “Since the feelings in this narrative are quite intense. The message resonates with individuals exploring their sense of self.”

I nod in agreement. Listening to her interpretation makes me understand better that what used to be merely a collection of words on my laptop has now turned into something concrete, with meaning and intent. There are readers there whose souls I hope my story will touch.