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
After three hours of fruitlessly searching the neighbourhood, Jason decides to call Skylar and then the police. His heart pounded as he dialled Skylar’s number, his mind racing with worry for their son, Jared. He hoped she would answer quickly.“Hello?” Skylar’s voice was laced with warmth and an underlying tone of excitement.“Skylar, it’s Jason,” he began, trying to keep his voice steady despite the panic rising within him. He heard her let out a tiny giggle. “I know it’s you silly, I have your number saved on my phone.” Jason momentarily forgot why he was calling, almost melting at the sound of her giggle. “Right, of course.” He replied, sounding out of breath. Skylar immediately picked up on the strain in his voice. “Is everything alright? You sound worried.” She questioned, biting in her bottom lip.Jason felt tears prick his eyes. He took deep breaths, considering how to inform her if the situation before settling on just dropping the bomb. “Jared’s run away. I don’t know
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
Jason paced nervously in the waiting room of the law office, his mind swirling with worry and uncertainty. His son Jared meant everything to him, and the thought of losing custody was unbearable. Finally, the receptionist called his name, and he was ushered into the office of Mr. Thompson, the family lawyer he had hired.“Good morning, Jason. Please, have a seat,” Mr. Thompson greeted him warmly. Jason sat down, his heart pounding. “Thank you for seeing me on such short notice, Mr. Thompson. I need your help.”“Of course, Jason. What seems to be the problem?” Mr. Thompson asked, leaning back in his chair.“It’s about my son, Jared,” Jason began, his voice trembling slightly. “My ex-wife, Skylar, has filed for sole custody.”Mr. Thompson nodded, gesturing for Jason to continue. “She’s claiming that I’m unfit to take care of Jared because he went missing for a few hours while he was under my watch, a few days ago,” Jason explained, his hands clenching into fists.“I see,” Mr. Thomp
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
With the custody battle behind them, Skylar, Jared, and her younger son Lorenzo made their way back home, where they would embark on a new chapter of their lives together.Emilio welcomed them with open arms, Valentina eagerly awaiting their arrival. “Jared, it’s so good to have you back,” Emilio said warmly, enveloping his nephew in a hug filled with familial love.Jared’s grin widened, a sense of belonging settling deep within him. “Thanks, Uncle Emilio. I missed you guys.”Valentina stepped forward, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Hi, Jared! I’m so happy you’re here!” she exclaimed, pulling him into a tight hug.Jared returned the hug with equal enthusiasm. “Hey, Valentina! It’s great to see you again!”As they settled in, Emilio suggested they watch a movie together to celebrate their reunion. Skylar readily agreed, grateful for the opportunity to spend quality time with her children and brother. They gathered on the couch, popcorn in hand, ready to immerse themselves in
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
Jason sat nervously in his office, glancing at his watch for the umpteenth time. He had been trying to meet up with Skylar for weeks now, hoping to finally have a chance to talk things out. But every time he suggested meeting up, Skylar had a convenient excuse or simply ignored his messages altogether.Feeling a mix of frustration and desperation, Jason took a deep breath and decided to try one more time. He sent Skylar a text, keeping it simple and straightforward: “Can we please meet up? We need to talk.”Minutes turned into hours, which he spent trying to do some work, and just as Jason was about to give up hope, his phone buzzed with a response from Skylar. “I’m sorry, Jason, but I’m really busy right now. Can we talk later?”Jason sighed, feeling defeated once again. “Sure, whenever you’re free. Just let me know.”Weeks passed, and Jason’s attempts to meet up with Skylar continued to be met with resistance. Each time, Skylar had a different excuse – work commitments, family