Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

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Yasmine had never faced such a puzzle before. Engaging with a m**al health patient, especially during deep

subconscious chats, was all about reaching the core of their true emotions. In short, lying wasn't an option.

Yasmine was baffled as to why Yoselin was painting pictures of events that had never actually occurred.

She continued her inquiry. "You're witnessing a downpour of snowfl**es, and the landscape is white. There's a

chill in the air, but then the melodies of Christmas carols ring in your ears, signaling the festive season. What

else do you see?" "Brother, myself, and Yasmine, all huddled near the Christmas tree, belting out carols

together," Yoselin replied.

Yasmine was taken aback, questioning why she was part of this tale again. The memory of a summer concert or

a Christmas sing-along just didn't compute in her mind. Then a figure flashed in her thoughts, someone who

might just fit into these imagined scenarios. 'Could it be that Irene was present with Yonas and Yoselin, and

Yoselin's condition has muddled her memories?" Yasmine thought, still skeptical, yet she wrapped up the session.

That night, after putting the finishing touches on her latest paper, Yasmine hit send, dispatching it into the digital

realm.

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The next day, Lena rang her up. "Yasmine, I've gone over your paper, and it's even more enlightening than your

previous work. The data model you've devised this tis exceptional." "Lena, it's all thanks to the data you

handed me. I'd have been lost without it," Yasmine said.

Lena's voice bubbled with enthusiasm. "I'm considering submitting your paper

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to the Dekker Competition. What are your thoughts?"

"Lena, do you genuinely believe | have a shot?" Yasmine's spirits soared with optimism.

The Dekker Competition was a prestigious psychology research contest, typically reserved for well-known

experts and professors.

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Yet, here she was, a school psychologist with a mere three publications to her name. The Dekker Competition

had a stringent selection process, and she was uncertain if she'd make the grade.

Lena sensed her apprehension and swiftly assured her, "Definitely, you do. I've shown your previous works to

many, and they've all given a positive nod. It's a breeze." "Thanks, Lena," Yasmine said, her voice laced with

gratitude.

"Don't mention it. I'll forward you the registration form later. Be sure to fill it out and listas the reference,"

Lena instructed.

Yasmine wasn't about to pass up such an opportunity. Lena was a Dekker laureate, and the first-place winners

always had a nomination spot. Typically, Lena would bestow it upon her students, but this year, she'd chosen

Yasmine, a gesture for which she was immensely thankful. thankful.

The competition's evaluation spanned three days, so during this period, she kept mum. For these three days, she

ditched school and dedicated herself to treating Yoselin.

Yoselin's condition had stabilized, but she hadn't returned to her former vivacious and cheerful demeanor. Lately,

she was a mere shadow of her former self, only finding solace in Yasmine's presence. "Yasmine, were you

rescued, too?" Yose in inquired cautiously, scanning their surroundings for any lurking danger.

Yasm offered a reassuring pat on her head. "We hoth

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"Who cto our rescue?" Yoselin questioned, her eyes brimming with curiosity.

At that moment, the door swung wide, and Morgan strode in. Yasmine gestured toward him and said, "He's the

one who saved us."

Yoselin

stared at Morgan, scrutinizing him closely. It wasn't until he was about to ascend the stairs that she finally asked,

"It doesn't add up. Is it really him?"

Yasmine suddenly realized that Yoselin might not be referring to the kidnapping incident but perhaps to the time

when Yoselin experienced her psychological breakdown.

"It was your brother back then, and this time, it was Morgan," Yasmine explained patiently.

Unnoticed by Yasmine, Morgan, who was climbing the stairs, paused momentarily, especially upon hearing "back

then." He turned to look at Yasmine, pondering if she was already aware of that abduction. Yoselin continued,

"Yasmine, ,how is it going between you and my brother?" Yasmine shook her head. "Do you recall Irene?"

Yoselin's gaze turned

| cold, and after a long moment of reflection, she said, "Irene? Yeah, | remember her."

Morgan couldn't bear to listen any longer and interjected, "Yoselin, don't mention your brother around Yasmine."

"Why not?" Yoselin asked.

"Irene's back in the picture, and he's too engrossed with her. Yasmine's decided to move on from the past,"

Morgan said, his face stern.

Yoselin was taken aback. "How could that be? | thought Irene was still in Soucrity."

Yasmine's eyes narrowed as she and Morgan shared a glance. She wondered if Yoselin's memory had frozen

before Irene left the country.

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Yoselin, how old do you think you are now?" Yasmine inquired.

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Yoselin pondered for a bit. "I can't recall. Why can't | remember?" She cradled her head, the intense pain making

her want to bang it against something.

"Don't overthink it, Yoselin," Yasmine advised, unsure of what was going on with Yoselin. Yoselin could speak, yet

she'd lost her recent memories. Yasmine was curious why Yoselin remembered her and no one else.

This was way out of the ordinary, and she needed to consult Lena and Eric for sclarity.

The Dekker Competition results cin a flash. After three days of preliminary reviews, her paper sailed through

to the next round. Lena had seen this coming, so it was no shock to her.

The news rippled through the school on the day Yasmine returned to her duties. Carter and Winston both called,

asking about the Dekker Competition.

Making it past the initial screening was already a feather in her prestige was unmatched by any regular

psychology journal.

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If she really clinched a spot, Yasmine would be rubbing shoulders with the world's leading psychologists and

might even get an offer to the Dekker M**al Health Institute.

Carter called a meeting, declaring that for the next few months, all psychology professors were to support

Yasmine in her quest for a Dekker win, which would bring unparalleled prestige to Aurelithe University.

Yasmine had already shown the

paper to Winston. Remembering their

last mishap, Winston quickly

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blacklisted from future competitions.

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Now, it was just a preliminary hurdle,

and the next round was an online

defense. If she made it past this,

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closed doors. That would be a whole

new ballgam and the competition

would be fierce. Meanwhile, Eric had

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