The weekend arrives, and with it, a sense of peace and joy fills the air. I'm delighted to have my kids here with me.
After an afternoon of play, they are now taking a nap, leaving me and Zayn some quiet time by the pool. The sun sets in the distance, casting a warm glow over our serene surroundings.
Relaxing beside Zayn, I take a deep breath, enjoying the moment of calm. I feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that Margaret is finally under control.
The team has been meticulously monitoring all of her movements and communications, ensuring no stone is left unturned.
As we lounge by the pool, I turn to Zayn, my voice steady but determined.
"Tonight, we let her know we're on to her. We give her a chance to jump ship before things get worse."
Zayn nods, his gaze meeting mines with unwavering support.
"We've got everything in place. She won't see it coming."
