You wear the mask well.
Provider. Protector. Performer.
But inside your house… she’s slipping.
She used to look at you like with reverence and devotion.
Now she flinches. Argues. Avoids you.
You’ve tried soft.
You’ve tried strong.
You’ve read the books.
Still… you’re losing her.
There’s one thing you haven’t done yet.
You haven’t been rebuilt.
I don’t offer advice. I offer resurrection.
One conversation.
One hour.
One man who can reach into your bones and put your crown back on.
The price is $10,000.
You won’t pay unless you feel it in your spirit.
If this line finds you, text the word “Ready” to:
904-325-6584. Text only. Once you pay. I schedule you for resurrection.
It’s time to reclaim the king she never knew you were.