Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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120 She's Out There (Winona)

What's going on? They've taken Steve off again and I don't know if he's said enough yet. But the officers said nothing, just that it was over.

I'm being led out of the police interview room. My mind is racing, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Do they have enough on him? Did I do enough? Every second with him in there was torture.

His smug face, the way he taunted me-it's all burned into my mind. But did we get what we needed? My head is aching, the uncertainty gnawing at me. Whatever is happening now must be important. Maybe the Judge decided something else, and the trial is going ahead sooner than Abby's operation in three weeks.

Gordon is waiting in the hallway. His presence a comfort.

"What's happening?" I ask, my voice more panicked than I intended. The anxiety bubbling inside me is threatening to overflow.

Gordon walks beside me, his expression grave. "Winona, I need to tell you something," he says, his voice low and cautious, as if preparing me for another blow,

"What now?" I ask, my voice shaking with nerves. That time in there with Steve taunting me like that took its toll. Why can't he just be gone? I don't know how much more I can take. It feels like I'm constantly being pushed to my limits.

"Ashlyn hasn't been taken in for questioning. She slipped away before they could get to her," he explains, his eyes scanning the area as if expecting her to jump out at any moment.

it hard to breathe. "She'll come for

My pulse is racing, adrenaline coursing through my veins. "I can't believe this is happening," I mutter, my voice barely

nightmare that won't end. My mind flashes to all the worst-case scenarios, each one more terrifying

and Daniel waiting near the doorway, flanked by a couple of police officers. Jayden's eyes meet

his arms around me, to feel

problems, just make them worse. I look away from

him not trusting me

as he speaks, stepping closer. "They'll find

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for that now, don't you think?" I snap, unable to keep the bitterness from my voice. The anger surges up, mixing with the fear, creating a volatile cocktail

again." His voice is firm, but I can

"I should never have trusted

My whole life is

I don't know how to stop it. Every 'right' decision I've

I woke from that coma, my life has been out of control. I thought, at the time, I had control but it's clear now

And Lisa. I sigh. I guess

must remain focused on her and her health outcomes. I must