Lyla's POV
Kenzley was sound asleep in her bed. I flew home the morning after the wedding and Ian picked me up, and we went straight and picked her up. She spent the entire day telling me how much fun she had with Irene and how she couldn't wait to go back. They were already planning their next adventure, as she put it.
The dance I had with Maxten was like a final goodbye. I was closing that chapter of my life. I couldn't go back to him no matter what. He hurt me so badly and I would always have to wonder if he could love Kenzley like she deserved. She needed someone in her life that was going to love her unconditionally. She needed a father figure who loved her like his own. Not someone who doesn't understand how you can love someone like your own when they aren't.
When I got to m
