The private session lasted almost three hours, and Ivy spent every minute of it pacing the small break room down the hall, unable to focus on anything else while her entire future at the company hung somewhere in that closed boardroom.
Julian found her there halfway through, bringing coffee neither of them actually drank. "You did the right thing, you know. Whatever they decide."
"It doesn't feel like enough right now."
"It rarely does, right after you do something brave." He sat down across from her, his easy warmth a small comfort in the middle of so much uncertainty. "For what it's worth, I saw a few faces shift while you were talking. Eleanor Whitfield, especially. She doesn't warm up to people easily. That's not nothing."
Ivy managed a small, tired smile. "Thank you for warning me
