Chapter 39 - The Anniversary
It was exactly two years since the night Grant had dragged me onto the hardwood floor. I didn't spend the night crying or reflecting on the pain of that life. Instead, I stayed late at the office, finalizing a whistleblower protection protocol that would guarantee safety for anyone speaking out against corporate abuse.
The city lights glittered outside my window, a sprawling grid of millions of lives. I felt entirely at peace. The fear that had once paralyzed me was gone, replaced by a cold, unwavering clarity. I had rebuilt myself from the ashes, and the foundation was solid, tempered steel.
