Rayden Raymond pushed open the door to Hailey's therapy office and walked right in. He sat down in the chair across from her desk without a pause.
Hailey looked up from her notes. 'Mr. Raymond? I'm Hailey. Please, sit.'
'Call me Rayden,' he said, leaning back. 'I'm here for a piece of advice or more. My marriage is over.'
She nodded and picked up her pen. 'Okay, Rayden. Why do you think it's over?'
He rubbed his jaw. 'No passion at all. It's all a routine, at least it feels like that to me. We eat, watch TV, sleep. No desire to touch each other. At least from my end. It's been like this for years.'
'Years? How many?' Hailey asked, her voice calm.
'Like Five or six. Started after the kids came into the picture. But I genuinely feel it faded before that. I built my coffee business from
