Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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166 Higher Power

(Ashlyn)

I sit on the edge of my narrow bed, the cold, sterile walls of the small, with nothing more than a bed, a table, and a chair. facility pressing in on me. The room is

It's a far cry from the luxury I was used to, but it's fitting. I don't deserve anything better. Not after everything I've done.

The silence here is deafening in its way, but it gives me time to think, to reflect on everything that's led me to this point.

I've spent countless hours replaying the past in my mind, dissecting every action, every decision, every

hurtful word.

I've talked to my psychiatrist and, more importantly, listened.

And I've come to realize just how wrong I was. How wrong Judy is.

About everything.

Now I know there's something out there bigger than all of us,

I think about Winona and Jayden, there's a knot of guilt that tightens in my chest, a heavy weight

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what I thought I was entitled to, that

was a lie. All I can ever remember is being

wanted to win, to have everything I was groomed to believe was mine. I saw

I hurt

her making me actually grow to like her. Judy said it was all a

do now is face the consequences of my actions and accept the pain I've caused. I may be in here for many years.

died that day, by my hand, what would I do then? I'd still have to survive. I'd have to learn to live without him or take my

That's what I wanted since I stepped through these doors in my shackles. To end it all. I

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any chance to do anything

But Judy has her pawns here too and I have a phone to send her messages and read hers.

to have me killed if I go against her. I

something happened. I was in the chapel and something profoundly life changing happened. And I knew. I

I see that now. I've been awakened to something

about her a lot. No matter how much I tried to break her, she kept fighting, kept standing up for herself, for Jayden, for

this place, and for the first time in my life, I'm forced to confront who I really am. I can't hide behind my wealth, my family name, or my looks. None of

it, or if Wihona will ever forgive me. She shouldn't. I'm not deserving of forgiveness. But it's not forgiveness I'm looking for. I want to change. I spend a lot of time thinking about redemption, about what it means to truly atone for your sins. I've never been religious, never cared much for the idea of a higher power or divine judgment. But in this place, surrounded by the ghosts of my past, I've