AUTHOR'S POV

Jayden stormed into his house, his anger and frustration boiling over. He kicked the couch in the living room, the sound of his footsteps echoing through the silence. He slammed his hand on the table, gritting his teeth in rage.

"Who is that punk with Monalisa?" he muttered to himself, his mind racing with questions and suspicions. "How dare he stop me from talking with Monalisa? And Monalisa...has she moved on? Really? They've got a kid? No. That's not true. Probably, his kid ...