Layla's POV
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow on the quiet neighborhood, I found solace in the company of Maya. The gentle rustle of leaves overhead seemed to echo the cadence of our conversation. Nestled on the porch swing, I took a deep breath, preparing to share my desires and fears.
"I've been thinking, Maya," I began tentatively, "about Leon's and my uncle’s request. It could be a nice change, a chance to unwind."
Maya, ever the listener, tilted her head, "Okayyyyy."
A nervous grimace played on my lips as I delved into the heart of the matter. "I want to take the baby with me if I go" I admitted, my voice betraying a mixture of hope and apprehension.
Maya's eyebrows lifted, sensing the complexity of my request. "Nate doesn't agree, I assume? He flared up
