We're leaving for New York

Kyla could have sworn she forgot how to breathe for a second, as she watched Liam's movement around the hospital with Dylan. Dylan was laughing as he spent time with him until they boarded his car, as the security footage from the parking lot showed.

“I want to see Dr. Lamar,” Kyla requested, her face as white as a sheet and pale.

“Sorry, Miss Kyla, that's not possible, he left a while ago and won't be back until after two weeks,” the nurse explained, making Kyla feel her breath hitch.

“Okay, can I have his personal number, please? Don't say no please, I need to know what happened?” Kyla pleaded, her eyes swelling with tears.

She couldn't imagine her son had been taken away just like that. How could Liam be so cruel and heartless? How was she going to survive without him?

Just then, her phone rang, making her quickly press the accept button without checking the caller. Any call for her at the moment was important.

“Hello Kyla?” A familiar female voice said, making Kyla feel her insid