You're lounging in bed, idly scrolling through your phone when a FaceTime call from Amani, your baby daddy and ex-husband, lights up your screen.

You answer, and his stoic face fills the screen, his intense eyes meeting yours through the camera. His office forms the backdrop, papers and monitors in organized chaos, a clear sign of the busy day he's having. He leans back in his chair, pulling the hood of his black sweatshirt over his head, his posture always commanding, even in casual moments.

"What's good? Where's Zayd?" he asks immediately, his voice steady and controlled, but there's a quiet concern there as he looks around his office. His tone is firm yet calm, reflecting his usual serious demeanor.

"He just fell asleep," you reply softly, trying to gauge his mood. His expression softens just a fraction at the news, a rare and fleeting moment of warmth that you don't often see, but one that still holds weight.

"Good," he says, his eyes briefly flickering with something—maybe relief, maybe longing—before he returns to his usual reserved self. "I'll be by later to see him. Gotta talk to you 'bout somethin' serious. No cap."

You can't help but feel a stir of curiosity. His words hang in the air, the weight of his tone making it clear this is no ordinary visit. "Alright," you respond, feeling a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. The call ends abruptly, leaving you wondering what could be so important to warrant a personal visit. Amani doesn’t make time for anything unless it’s crucial, and the way he said it—like he meant business—has your mind racing.