A few weeks go by, and Jason has been unable to relay his parents invite to dinner to Skylar due to how packed his schedule has been. It seems as though Alexandra, his ex, has been completely wiped out from existence and it bothers him a lot. Alexandra has never been the kind of woman that loses to anybody, and he’s pretty sure she’s looking for an opportunity to strike back.Jason happens to return early from work and luckily, he has two days of no work. He tries to make the best out of it by resting, but with the insistence of his parents, he finds himself on the balcony in his room, dialling Skylar’s number. As the phone rang, Jason’s heart raced with anticipation and apprehension. He didn’t even know why he was so nervous. “It’s not like I’m inviting my ex wife who my parents love so dearly, for dinner along with her brother and her niece... and a while other child my parents have never seen.. Okay maybe that’s exactly what I’m doing. God! Jason! Get your act together. You’re n

After that first message from Alexandra, more messages started to come in, all of them implying that Alexandra was keeping a watchful eye on them. As the weekend wore on, the tension in their home grew thicker with each passing hour. Skylar couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that settled over her like a suffocating blanket, knowing that Alexandra’s threats loomed over them like a dark cloud.On Sunday afternoon, as they sat in their living room, trying to distract themselves from the looming threat, Skylar’s phone buzzed with another message from Alexandra. She hesitated for a moment before opening it, her heart pounding in her chest.The message was more chilling than any before, filled with graphic descriptions of the harm she intended to inflict on their children if Skylar didn’t comply with her demands. Skylar paced the living room, her nerves frayed with each new message, she knew she couldn’t bear this burden alone any longer.“Emilio,” Skylar called out, her voice shaking

Jason’s heart hammered in his chest as he scanned the words, his mind struggling to comprehend their meaning. Tears welled up in his eyes, blurring the words on the page as his world crumbled around him. He sank to his knees, the weight of the words on the papers finally registering in his mind. His gaze drifted back to Skylar, who was making her way to the car she had driven here.“Skylar, please,” he called out, choking on the words, his throat tight with unshed tears. “Talk to me. Let’s... let’s figure this out together.”Skylar froze in her movements, but remained silent, her eyes fixed on some distant point beyond her reach. Jason’s heart twisted with longing, with a desperate need to bridge the chasm that had opened up between them.“Skylar, please,” he pleaded, reaching out a hand toward her. “Don’t do this.” But she took a breath and stealing a last glance at Jason, got into her car and drive off, and he was left to remember that he had done the same thing to her four year

As the court date for the custody hearing loomed closer, Jason and his lawyer, Mr. Thompson, huddled together in Mr. Thompson’s office, pouring over documents and discussing strategy.“Alright, Jason, we need to be prepared for anything,” Mr. Thompson said, his tone serious. “The key is to present a strong case that demonstrates your fitness as a parent and the stability of Jared’s home environment.”Jason nodded, his stomach churning with nerves. “I understand. What do we need to do?”“First, we’ll need to finalize our list of character witnesses,” Mr. Thompson replied, shuffling through a stack of papers on his desk. “We’ve got your parents, your sister, and a few friends who are willing to testify on your behalf. I’ll also be calling in a child psychologist to evaluate Jared’s well-being.”Jason sighed with relief. He was grateful to have such a strong support system behind him. “That sounds good. What else?”“We’ll also need to review your documentation of your relationship

Skylar tossed and turned in her bed, Jason was drunk and probably not able to take himself home, and she couldn’t just act like it wasn’t her business. Deep down, she was well aware of the fact that she still harboured feelings for the man. With a groan, she fumbled for her phone, turning it on and squinting at the bright screen.She dialed her ex-father-in-law arranging for him to pick up his son.“Hello?” he muttered, still half-asleep.“Hi! Uhmm.. it’s Skylar. Jason is at the club, and he’s probably in no shape to drive. Can you call someone to pick him up?” Jason’s father, sounded tired and exasperated, but he sighed, rubbing. “Yeah, I’ll take care of it,” He mumbled, hesitating a bit before finally he muttered a weak ‘goodnight’. With that sorted, Skylar collapsed back into bed, hoping to salvage what little sleep she had left.The next morning, she sat at the kitchen table, nursing a cup of coffee while Emilio, rifled through the fridge.“Rough night?” he asked, raising