James.

My stomach dropped to my toes. “You want to leave and take the kids with you?” I inferred.

“Yes. They deserve a better life, a happier one, and not to mention, a safer life than you can ever give them. So whether it’s New Zealand or somewhere else, I intend to make something pure and wholesome for them. Far away from you, from Neal, from Allegra, and your problems,” Becca confirmed.

I scowled. “Those are my child and my grandchild. You ...