New Zealand. New ever saw myself one day coming here. It's crazy to think of where I have came. As a little girl growing up in France

Coming from a wealthy family and transitioning into being dirt poor living from foster home to foster home. Now I'm in private jets and have a millionaire admirer who wants to trap me with a baby.

A sigh escapes my mouth thinking about this.

I lay in my room thinking about everything that has happened.

What does he mean by resorting to his old ways? Or doing worse than cheating? I am actually nervous by his words especially being on this foreign land without knowing my way around.

Not to long ago we arrived in our hotel. Surprisingly it's not that cold maybe mid 60s. The air in New Zealand smells so purified and clean- nothing like Brooklyn.

Kye is out boat skiing with the kids. After what just happened I'm staying my ass inside. I'll let him cool down with the kids he loves them.

I take a nap and wake up.

It is 12am and he has not returned with the kids.

I call his phone and he does not answer. A few mins later I receive a text.

" you'll see us tomorrow."

I read the text out loud.

I literally go ballistic.

What the hell is he doing with a three year old and a six year old out at this hour?

I text him.

My phone vibrates.

He texts and I call him repeatedly , but he does not respond.

Is this what he meant by worse than cheating?

I keep calling but each time it goes to voicemail.

I sit by the clock, and notice it says 3am and the kids nor Kye are not here.

Are they okay? Why is Kye doing this? Is he taking them away from me?

It starts to become difficult for me to breathe.

I call again and leave a voicemail.

I open my mouth to speak but am mostly wheezing.

"I- hate this- g-game."

I state but it is too difficult to speak anymore.

I hang up and inhale and exhale slowly.

I'm doing the exercises I use to do to prevent panic attacks.

I tell myself that there is a good reason for this. He is acting this way because something happened and he has it under control.

I have faith in him.

I go to bed and lay down waiting for my kids to arrive back.

.....

It is literally 7pm when they get back. The amount of rage in me is unfathomable. The kids are so tired. I bathe them and bring them to bed. I then go after Kye, but he walks out the hotel.

He's lucky I can't leave the kids by themselves.

I don't see him until 12PM the next day.

"I'm ready to leave."

I tell Kye as the kids eat.

"Well put on your coat. The kids are staying. "

My head snaps.

"My kids-"

He cuts me off.

"The courts will decide on whose kids."

He states and walks away.

Who is this person?

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KYE POV

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She has not let me nor the kids out of her sight these past few days. I also notice a new formed emptiness about her. There is no more light in her eyes when she looks at me with only disappointment.

She no longer says much not even when the kids talk. What is going on in her head?

I introduce her to my cousins but it is not until she sees Trenton does she smile. It irks my soul. The kids are warm to him and hug him.

I walk in that direction, but my mom calls me over towards her.

"Kye!"

I walk to her.

"When I left my daughter in law in your hands she gained at least 10pounds. Now her eyes are too big for her face."

She says in my ears.

I look at Laila crack a genuine smile for the first time in days. She does not say much, but she is actually smiling. I get so angry that my cousin has an effect and not me.

"With all those abortion pills you gave her of course she gained water weight."

My mom slaps the back of my head. I hear a few laughs behind me.

"Don't get smart with me."

She hisses as I try my best not to rub the pain from the back of my head.

"I don't know who would more love to see her pregnant with my grand baby: you or me? However she is only 23 jackass. She lost her sister a couple of months ago, and has transferred into a full time mom of two. Why would I want to see her crumble under that type of stress? When she asked me to put her on birth control I was more that honored. That girl is strong but is just as weak right now-"

I open my mouth to speak but am cut off by her words.

"My beautiful daughter in law was returned to you looking vibrant and healthy. Now, she looks scared and sick. Fix it before she loses it, and we lose her."

She walks away and I'm grateful because I am speechless.

Towards Laila is where she walks to and gives Laila a big warm hug. It breaks my heart as I see Laila break down and sob. She and my mom walk towards the back before my family can see.

I want to follow but can't.

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We have probably been home for a week.

I notice Laila spends majority of her time here.

She is always around me and the kids. Se barely uses the bathroom nor goes to work anymore.

My phone rings and I see I receive an email from the owner of Lai's job.

It is Lai's letter of resignation forwarded to me.

I immediately leave my office and go to Lai's room.

She is siting by the chair across her bed watching the kids sleep. She is deep in thought and jumps in her seat when she sees me.

She lately is really jumpy and looks so tired. He eyes are becoming huge on her face and I am trying figure out when was the last time I saw her eat or sleep.

She looks at me with shock and fear.

I am taken a back by this.

She immediately walks towards the bed and gets closer to the kids.

What is wrong?

"Why did you quit?"

I ask sitting in her chair.

"I want to spend more time with the family."

She responds staring at Kyle's sleeping form.

"So you thought quitting was the best solution?"

I ask but she does not respond.

I stand up and notice she immediately tenses.

"How do you know I quit?"

She asks her eyes do not leave my form as I walk up to her.

"I know everything about you."

She looks away.

I grab her hand and feel that she is still tense.

"What do you want?"

She states looking back at me.

I tilt my head at her and observe her from head to toe.

Her hair is in a messy ponytail. She is wearing sweats. She no longer wears her earrings or watch, a normal person would not tell she gave up on appearance due to how beautiful she naturally is. However, I can tell Laila no longer puts effort.

"What did you eat for dinner?"

She looks down.

"I didn't eat it yet. I'm not hungry."

"It is 11:30pm"

She rolls her eyes.

"I had a large breakfast."

I know she is lying. Rosealina told me Laila did not eat anything but a fruit bar today.

I shake my head.

She looks at my mouth and when I catch her she quickly looks away in embarrassment.

"Firefly."

I state cupping her face, but she turns her head out my grasp.

"You are going to wake up the kids."

She states as a subtle way to tell me to stop.

"So let's go talk somewhere else."

She turns back to look at their sleeping form and shakes her head.

"I want to watch them sleep."

She states and I know she won't change her mind.

I watch as she walks to the chair and sits watching them.

I don't even recognize her anymore. What happened?

She looks like she can break at anytime.

I sit on the floor and watch her as she shakes her legs.

She grips the chair arm and she seems out of breath.

"3oo. That's the number of lashes I counted on your top lid and 80 on your bottom lid. What I would give to wake up early every morning to recount them."

I say this lowly and hear her gasp at my words.

I look at her and see her finally looking at me, but her small face is red.

"I wanted to posses you so badly that I even blackmailed you with the kids."

I shake my head cause I'm disgusted with myself.

I look at her but she turns away once a tear rolls down her right cheek.

"I know they are your everything. How could I?"

I broke her because of my selfish ways.

I hear her whisper as if not to wake the kids.

"That's not love. Love is not selfish."

She responds so broken.

"Can we talk?"

Gesturing my head outside the room.

She looks nervous as she stares at the kids.

"I would never take them away from you."

I respond and I see another tear escapes her beautiful eyes.

"I don't trust you anymore Kye."

She states and it breaks my heart as I see her cry.

"You and my kids are all I had. How could you? Why would you hurt me like that?"

He sobs get louder.

I walk over to her and pick her up so that the kids don't hear this.

I carry her to the kitchen and sit her down on the island. Her tears don't end.

I walk between her legs and hug her.

She cries into my shirt and I am so grateful she allows me to hold her.

I've missed her so bad. I've missed her softness. I missed her comfort. I have not really spoken to her in almost two weeks.

"I'm sorry."

I state.

I can't hide the emotion from my voice.

She wraps her arms around me and I am so happy that she is accepting my hug.

We hold each other for about an hour.

"You need to eat something."

I kiss her forehead but she nods her head.

"I am not hungry."

She states.

"Have some tea at least, and a snack."

I look down at her and see her roll her eyes.

I smile at her and wipe her tears.

She looks into my eyes and then looks away blushing.

I take that time to kiss her on the cheek.

I walk away to make her tea and a turkey sandwich.

The whole time I feel her eyes on me.

I'm glad I was able to reel her slightly back in before I lost her forever.

I basically am feeding her. I just want to make sure she eats. I would never be able to live with myself if I was the reason for her starving herself.

She reluctantly eats. She stomachs a quarter of the sandwich and drinks half of the tea.

She puts the rest of her sandwich in the fridge and empties out her tea.

I watch her as she goes to her room.

Wow.

What have I Don't to my precious Laila?