Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 202

202 Fractured Bonds (Winona)

I sit beside my mother's hospital bed, the steady beep of the monitors is the only sound breaking the silence. Mom's face is pale, almost translucent under the harsh fluorescent lights, her breathing shallow but steady.

I reach out, gently taking her hand in mine. It's warm, but she doesn't react.

The doctors told me she's unconscious, that she'll wake up when she's ready, but that's all they'd say. Some confidentiality agreement that keeps them from saying more. They've given her a bed and treatment, but answers are scarce. And the waiting is suffocating.

Cass is in the corner of the room, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, staring out the window with a fierce intensity. She hasn't said a word to me since I arrived at the hospital. The tension is thick.

Every time I try to talk to her, she shuts me down with a glare that cuts deeper than any words ever could.

"Cass," I start softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "She's going to be okay. The doctors said-"

"I don't care what the fucking doctors said," Cass snaps, finally turning to face me. Her eyes are red- rimmed, her face contorted with anger. "This is your fault. All of it. If you had just stayed away, none of this would have happened to her."

Her words hit hard. I want to defend myself, to tell her that I never wanted this, that I never asked for Steve to come back into our lives. But the look in her eyes stops me cold.

she needs someone to blame.

that for her for now. She's never had anyone but Mom.

voice trembling. "I never wanted any of this. I just wanted to find Mom, to help

this bed because of you. If she dies, I'll be alone...because of you!" Her words are venomous, each one lasered with the hurt and fear she's feeling. I want to reach out to her, to comfort her, but I know she won't let

I say, trying to keep my voice steady, to not let her see how much her words cut me. "But we're family. We

You're nothing to me, Winona. You got away, and you never looked back. I knew about you; I saw Mom's photos. I put it all together, I'm not an Idiot. You

about you. I couldn't come back. I never expected Mom to survive. You have to understand, she hated me. She hated the sight of me. That's what I thought. She never wanted me, and I was the reason she didn't have a

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"Poor you."

you to be able to relate to that kind of life. But know, I came back with hope, that I

You should have stayed gone. She was my Mom. We had

anywhere, I love Mom, and I love you, Cass. I'm not going to give up on

mix of anger and despair. "I don't need you. I don't want you. You've done enough damage.

want to reach out to her, to tell her that it's okay to be scared, that I'm scared too. But I know she won't let me in. Not now. Maybe not

this. It won't help Mom. I have to diffuse the situation and

life now that I've finally found her, is unbearable. I squeeze her hand gently, hoping for some sign that she knows I'm here, that she's going to wake up everything will be okay.