Chapter 10 - THE FINAL SURPRISEOne year later.
The news report played quietly in the background of our new home in Fort Collins. The Summit Freight scandal had sent half the board of directors to federal prison. Ivy was the lead witness, her testimony the final nail in the coffin.
I wasn't a logistics coordinator anymore. We had taken the reward money from the whistle-blower program and started our own firm—one that actually valued its people.
Ivy walked into the kitchen, wearing a navy blazer, but this time, it was tailored perfectly. She leaned against the counter, watching me make the same black coffee I’d been drinking for years. "You know," she said, a playful spark in her eyes, "you still make the best coffee in Denver."
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"I have the best reason to," I replied, pulling her into a kiss.
I looked out the window at the mountains. I had been invisible for three years, waiting for something to happen. I realized then that Ivy hadn't just appeared at my door; she had unlocked it. We hadn't just survived the conspiracy—we had built a life worth fighting for. And for the first time, I didn't care about the routine. Because with her, every day was a new beginning.
