Jayden's POV
The silence in my corner office felt heavy as twilight painted the sky in deep purples and gold. I held a crystal tumbler filled with aged whiskey, though the liquid remained untouched as my thoughts churned relentlessly.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city sprawled below me like scattered diamonds, but the view offered no comfort tonight. My mind kept circling back to one undeniable truth.
I should have walked away.
That's exactly what Jasmine demanded when she instructed her security team to block my access to the children. The message couldn't have been clearer. Her bodyguards had received explicit orders to prevent any contact between me and the twins, no exceptions.
