I was in my cozy California apartment, listening to my children laughing in the distance, while I looked out the window at the sunkissed Pacific Ocean. A feeling of utmost tranquility setting in as I have finally gotten away from the disorder of New York and the poisonous hold of Jaxon and Alex .

However, my peace was disrupted when my phone suddenly started ringing.

“Ayla , please I need you to return to New York”. Jaxon spoke urgently, his words pouring out quickly with a touch of desperation in his voice.

My heart began to beat in rapid succession. “I'm sorry, Jaxon . I have had it with all...