Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband

106 Move Over World

(Jayden)

"Jayden, are you okay?" Dr. Helen Winters, my hypnotherapist, aske

next session.

with a hint of concern just before our

Her office, with its soft lighting and serene atmosphere, has become a place of revelation and reflection for me over the past months.

I nod, more to reassure myself than her. "I'm ready. I want to get back into life. I'm done not being sure." My voice is steady, the resolve clear in my tone.

Unresolved memories have been a heavy burden, one I'm prepared to shed today.

She gives me a nod of understanding, clearly recognizing the significance of this moment for me. "Well, we sure can try. Ultimately, it's going to be up to your mind if it's ready to reveal what's been tucked away." "If anything."

"That's true. There simply may be nothing else to remember."

"I've had a lot of dreams lately, about Winona and how we were." The dreams, vivid and emotional, seem more like fragments of memories trying to break through the surface. I'm done letting this rule my life. "You feel these are memories and not just dreams?" Dr. Winters questions, her expression curious.

I nod firmly, the clarity of those images convincing me of their reality. "I need to get on with life. Whatever it takes. This will be my last session," I declare, feeling a mix of apprehension and anticipation about closing this chapter. "Are you sure that's wise?" Her tone is cautious, suggesting she worries about my eagerness to conclude our sessions prematurely.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

"It's been great, tough but great. I have to accept I may not ever remember everything. But my life starts again today. I'm rebuilding my business and rebuilding myself." My words feel like a vow, not just to her but to myself, a commitment to move forward regardless of any shadows that linger.

"So, you'll be happy with whatever your outcome is today?" She probes gently, her gaze locked on mine, searching for any hint of doubt.

"I will. I'm determined to start living unapologetically again. I know I was a-hard-ass business powerhouse. I was always decisive in my personal life. I didn't take no for an answer when I wanted something. That's how I want to live again." Each word reminds me of the man I was and still am beneath the confusion and the lost memories. "That's a big step," she acknowledges with a nod.

"I can't keep cowering down to whatever might still be locked inside me. I may never get that back. What I know is I'm going to take back my life again. I have a little girl who's got a long road ahead of her before she gets to live a normal life." The thought of Abby adds a layer of urgency to my resolve.

Jayden, I'm sorry to hear about your daughter but it's clearly given you a very healthy perspective, right now," Dr. Winters commends, her tone warm with approval

7 have the opportunity to be out there living life and I'm not throwing that away any longer. I am what I am I am who I choose to be This affirmation feels like a powerful declaration of independence from the uncertainty that has plagued me smiles, a gesture filled with genuine respect. "Some people never get to the point in life where they accept themselves as they are and be okay with it."

I nod in agreement, feeling a sense of gratitude for the insights I've gained. "I know I'm grateful to still be alive after that car wreck, grateful that we are both still alive. Abby is our miracle baby in more ways than one. I'm not wasting the rest of my time wondering." "Are we having this final session of hypnosis?" Dr. Winters asks, a slight hesitation in her voice as if giving me one last chance to reconsider.

I think about that for a moment, the finality of the decision. "You know what? No. I don't need it to know who it is I want to be and what I want to do with my life. The decision, once spoken, feels right-a definitive step towards reclaiming my autonomy.

She puts down her pen and stands, signaling the end of our professional journey together. "Jayden, it's been a pleasure, and I hope my sessions have helped you. Right now, you don't need me."

She holds out her hand, offering a handshake that symbolizes both farewell and good luck.

I stand and take her hand, feeling a surge of gratitude for her guidance. "Thanks," I say simply, the word heavy with appreciation.

"That's all it took to get my life back. I see now that's all it was ever going to take. Me being sure of the person I am while moving my life forward. I'm not Greg Brennan and I'm not Gus either. I'm sure as hell not my mother.

ut I am the sum of all the parts I can choose the best bits of all of them, Greg's unmatched business sense, Gus' innate personal power, Mother's ultimate strength to come out on top.

But I can also be the man I choose to be, a good father, a loving partner, and a loyal friend. I can endure and I will

I stride down the corridor, filled with a newfound sense of purpose. Nothing is going to stop me from taking what I want from life