Chapter 187 — The Last Time She Walks Away Emma had always believed that leaving something behind would feel like freedom. She had imagined closing a door, walking away from everything that had hurt her, and finally being able to breathe without feeling as though someone else had decided how much air she deserved. She had imagined it would feel powerful. She hadn’t expected it to hurt. The Blackwoods’ headquarters stood exactly as she remembered it when her car pulled up outside. The glass façade reflected the pale morning sky. People moved through the revolving doors with coffee cups in their hands, phones pressed to their ears, and their days already mapped out ahead of them. Nothing had changed. That was the strangest part. The world had continued moving even after hers had come apart. Emma remained in the car for another moment, looking up at the building. She had learned, worked, argued, negotiated, and fought for her place in rooms where people had once assumed she did
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