Chapter 20 - Unbroken Horizons
Back in Chicago, the evening sky over Lake Michigan burned in magnificent shades of deep amber and violet.
I stood on the balcony of my penthouse office at Meridian Aeronautics, looking out over the glittering expanse of the city skyline. The wind was crisp, carrying the steady, relentless pulse of a metropolis that never slept.
My phone rested silently on the glass table beside a cup of dark roast coffee.
There were no frantic calls from lawyers, no toxic demands from relatives, and no heavy burdens dragging me down.
I adjusted the sleeves of my ivory blazer, took a deep, clear breath of the evening air, and looked out toward the vast horizon.
They had tried to bury me in the shadow of my sister’s selfishness. They had assumed that grief would break my spine and leave me crawling in the dirt begging for scraps of their approval.
Instead, grief had forged me into something unbreakable.
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The empire was secure. The foundation was saving lives. And my husband and children lived on in every blueprint, every act of grace, and every sunrise we conquered together.
I smiled into the wind, whispered their names into the quiet night, and stepped back inside to lead tomorrow.
