Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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133 Third Wish (Jayden)

It's been a few days now, I think, and I'm floating in this haze, caught between the world of the living and the depths of my mind. I can't move, can't speak, but I can hear Winona's voice, a lifeline pulling me toward the surface.

Her voice is my anchor, keeping me grounded.

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Every day, Winona sits beside me, her words like a soothing balm to my soul. I hear her telling me about Abby, how she brings her in for an hour each day.

Her voice is filled with love and excitement, painting a picture of a future I desperately want to be a part

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"Jayden, Abby is doing so well. She's been so brave. I can't wait for you to see her again. We're planning a little surprise for you when you wake up.

Her words are like a melody, each note striking a chord deep within me, echoing through the fog in my mind. I want to reach out, to hold her, to tell her I'm still here, fighting to come back to them. She tells me about Phillip, how he's finally moved out and is ready to sign himself off Abby's birth

certificate.

that?" She laughs softly, the sound beautiful. "It's strange because Phillip is living with Lance, but I wish

and hope, wrapping around me like a

much, and she's really stepped up. It's like she's finally seeing what really matters." All I know

a softness in her tone when she talks about my mother, a hint of forgiveness and understanding that

can have the life we've always dreamed of. Abby will have Grandma Judy and Nanny Anne."

car accident years ago. The

I was shot. But then I hesitate. Should I rock the boat and

it would be better to let it go, to focus on the good and finally be that perfect

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to demand answers and make her face the consequences of her actions. To make her

of me just wants to give Winona the

love you, Jayden. We're going to get through this, together. I believe in us, in

of my soul, pulling me towards her. I can feel her love, her unwavering faith in us. I want to be awake and love her. To cash in my final wish and

try to open my eyes, to let her know I'm here with her, fighting to

voice, on the love she's pouring into every word as she chats like we're sitting

counter from each

painfully, I manage to lift my eyelids. It's bright and blurry at first, but then I see her outline. I can't

try again to open them. I think they moved but I still can't see any