Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

465 Picking Up the Pieces

(Winona)

Lisa finally emerges from her bedroom, her eyes red-rimmed, her face pale.

I stand from the couch, where I've been sitting for what feels like hours.

"Hey," I say softly.

She doesn't answer at first, just walks to the kitchen. Her movements are slow, deliberate, like she's holding herself together with sheer will.

I take a tentative step closer. "Lisa... can I get you anything?"

She turns to me, her expression a mix of sadness and exhaustion as she shakes her head. "I don't know, Winona. None of this feels real."

Her voice breaks, and she presses her hands against the counter, her head bowed. "I'm so angry at him. I'm so damn angry. Why did he have to do this?"

I move closer, keeping my voice gentle. "I know. And it's not fair. None of it is. But you're allowed to feel everything. The anger, the disbelief, the confusion-it's all valid."

She lets out a shaky breath, lifting her head to meet my gaze. "I wish he loved me enough to stick around."

"No, Lisa," I say firmly. "He loved you. As much as he was capable of loving anyone, he loved you. You can't blame yourself. No matter what, it was his choice in the end."

She nods, but the tears spilling down her cheeks betray her resolve. "I know. But I just wish I'd seen this coming."

demons, Lisa. He carried them for so long. I don't think he ever truly

that's exactly what happened. I'm left

But with time, you'll find

he'd given me a chance.

said he got a USB. He watched it. It was Lance. But I never asked him

Jayden okay? This is so much harder for

with him still,"

you and bub? Do

more scans and to make

were going

took the kids to the penthouse. Not like we have to worry what

you even imagine what life

then I feel guilty. I never wanted anyone to be dead. That just

there was no peace for you and Jayden as long as Judy was around. Even from jail, she'd

in my heart Lance did that for Jayden and I,

sobs. I put

the offer, but just

a few days. The kids won't bother you, and

sit with this. Feel it. Process it. But promise you,

me

prick my eyes.

quietly. "Because we

And we're here