employees occasionally read it.
Its pages contained risks people had ignored, decisions I regretted, and the story of how a powerful company could approach the edge of destruction while everyone insisted the view remained beautiful.
Grant sent one final email six months later.
When I sent the wedding invitation and nobody responded, I thought everyone was afraid of you. Now I understand they had simply stopped believing in me.
I read the message.
I did not respond.
Silence was no longer punishment.
Our story simply had no unanswered questions.
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