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The Alliance Forms

Author: Ishq
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-24 04:23:12

The morning sky was a bleak sheet of pewter, clouds crawling sluggishly over the London skyline like a threat not yet spoken. Isla stood in the large glass foyer of her company’s headquarters, staring down at the neat rows of file folders Elena had placed in front of her. Her coffee sat untouched. Her heels clicked against the marble floor with a sharp finality as she turned, eyes scanning the names.

Each file was a woman. They had searched for more women who were silenced by Claire.

Each name was a story. A story of silence. Of a bruise hidden beneath a designer sleeve. Of a career quietly ended because Claire Blackwell said so.

And Isla was done staying silent.

"They’re scared," Elena said, her tone brisk but sympathetic. She’d worn black today, like armor. Isla glanced at her friend, her CFO, her confidante, her bulldog in heels and gave a small nod.

"Let them be," Isla replied, picking up one of the folders. "Courage isn’t the absence of fear. It’s acting despite it."

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