Chapter 14: The Return of Shadows

Not everyone was grateful for what we built.
One afternoon, a man stood outside the gates, shouting.
“You’re destroying families!” he yelled. “You’re turning women against their husbands!”
Security moved to escort him away.
But I stepped forward.
“Wait.”
The man looked at me, anger burning in his eyes.
“You think you’re helping?” he said. “You’re giving them ideas.”
“No,” I replied calmly. “We’re giving them options.”
He scoffed.
“They belong with their families.”
I held his gaze.
“They belong to themselves.”
For a moment, neither of us moved.
Then he turned and walked away.
I didn’t feel victorious.
I felt something else.
Certain.
Because for every voice like his, there were ten more like Lila’s.
Quiet.
May you like
Afraid.
Waiting.