Avery wanted to explain herself to Layla, but she could not find the appropriate excuse.

Layla was no longer a three-year-old toddler and lies would not fool her.

"Layla, I was sick and the doctor told me to stay off my phone. That's why I had to wait until I recovered to call you," she said, answering with a half-truth. "It's not that bad, and I'm much better now. I wanted to go back to Aryadelle to see you and your brother, but your dad won't let me see you."

"Boo-hoo! That dirtbag Daddy! If he won't let you see us, we will go to you!" Layla scowled fiercely. "I'm not afraid of him!"

"Layla, your studies are the most important thing right now. You can come to Bridgedale during your winter break, okay?" said Avery, comforting her. "I will tell Hayden or Uncle Eric to pick you up. Either will work. You need to focus on school right now. Robert is too young, and you can't travel overseas with him. Let's discuss this again during your winter break, okay?"

Layla wiped away her tears.