The office felt different that morning—charged, brittle, as if every breath carried static. Alyssa stepped into the lobby with a calm that wasn’t truly calm at all. It was sharpened resolve, iced over by exhaustion. For days she had swallowed humiliation, whispers, and the sting of something she didn’t deserve.

But today, she wasn’t here to endure.

Today, she was here to move.

A few employees who had once avoided her eyes now stared as she passed. Some with guilt, some with curiosity, others with the quiet cruelty of those who enjoyed watching a scandal unfold. Alyssa ignored them all. She walked straight to her office, shut the door, and...