Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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418 Irreparable Damage (Jayden)

But Lance had to see his mom's slow decline into depression before she finally ended things herself too. He had no other family he knew of and a shit ton of money.

So, we just became best friends, and then we met Winona and Lisa. We became each other's family when he didn't have one of his own, and I guess I didn't realize how much that bond had shaped us both until

now.

Lance and I bonded over our shared, fucked-up parent issues, and it made us inseparable. My mother might have been dysfunctional in her love, but at least she stood by me. He never had anyone.

Only us four friends hanging out and doing life. We were the ones who helped each other survive high school, then college, through all the madness of growing up.

We were just kids then, thinking we could save each other and the world. But adulthood and this betrayal make those bonds fragile.

of that changes what he did. It makes it worse. I glare at him, refusing to soften. "You don't get to make this about some twisted way of giving back. You took advantage of her vulnerability, and you knew what it would do to me." He looks down, a shadow passing over his face. "I know. I know, and I'm not asking for your understanding. But don't hold this

think you get to decide how I feel about

do know she loves you. More than anything.

that when she didn't tell me the

could go to her now and reel off a hundred things she doesn't know about you. But I won't. You always have to make everything about yourself." "So now it's my fucking fault? That's rich!" I yell back, the heat

do with you. Don't you see, life is never about you. It's about everyone around

with you that cuts me deep. That you could think so little of us..." My voice breaks,

it. But I am sorry. I just want you to not let what I did wreck your family. These kids

at him

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fucked up a broken family makes you. Look at us?" His voice wavers, a rare crack in his usually irreverent facade. "Don't do that

Clearly, you're the one who needs to sort out your own shit. You're going to die an

I demand, narrowing my eyes. There's something

you need time, but don't