Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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(Jayden)

"Jayden, are you okay?" Dr. Helen Winters, my hypnotherapist, aske

next session.

with a hint of concern just before our

Her office, with its soft lighting and serene atmosphere, has become a place of revelation and reflection for me over the past months.

I nod, more to reassure myself than her. "I'm ready. I want to get back into life. I'm done not being sure." My voice is steady, the resolve clear in my tone.

Unresolved memories have been a heavy burden, one I'm prepared to shed today.

of understanding, clearly recognizing the significance of this moment for me. "Well, we sure can try. Ultimately, it's going to be up to your mind if it's ready

may be nothing

emotional, seem more like fragments of memories trying to break through the surface. I'm done letting

to get on with life. Whatever it takes. This will be my last session," I declare, feeling a mix of apprehension and anticipation about closing this chapter. "Are you sure that's wise?" Her tone is

life starts again today. I'm rebuilding my business and

whatever your outcome is today?" She probes gently, her gaze locked on mine, searching for

determined to start living unapologetically again. I know I was a-hard-ass business powerhouse. I was always decisive in my personal life. I didn't take no for an answer when I wanted something. That's how I want

to take back my life again. I have a little girl who's got a long road ahead of her before she gets

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your daughter but it's clearly given you a very healthy perspective, right now," Dr. Winters

declaration of independence from the uncertainty that has plagued me smiles, a gesture filled with genuine respect. "Some people never get to the point in life where they accept themselves

gratitude for the insights I've gained. "I know I'm grateful to still be alive after that car wreck, grateful that we are both still alive. Abby is our miracle baby in more ways than one. I'm not wasting the rest of my time wondering." "Are we having this final session of hypnosis?" Dr. Winters asks, a slight hesitation in her voice as if giving me one last

of the decision. "You know what? No. I don't need it to know who it is I want to be and what I

signaling the end of our professional journey together. "Jayden, it's