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Over the city lights

Author: Eden
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-22 17:12:51

The air in the Bellington offices felt like glass—smooth, polished, and always on the verge of shattering.

Benita stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out over the city without really seeing it. Her reflection hovered in the glass, sharp and still in her dark slacks and crisp silk blouse, but the woman inside her bones was moving too fast to focus.

The headlines hadn’t stopped cycling.

The Elders Council had postponed the Foundation’s quarterly review. Major partners were “re-evaluating their affiliations.” Reporters had tried to bait her into answering Isla’s accusations with emotion instead of fact.

And Cillian? He had gone quiet again.

Not retreating. Not avoiding her. But building walls. Preparing for the next blow.

Kent was the first to speak when he entered the room behind her. “That silence is so loud, I almost knocked.”

She didn’t turn. “Isla’s team sent an official request for comment to my office this morning.”

Kent winced. “That’s ballsy.”

“She wants me to flinch,”
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