CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE – CUSTODY BATTLE

The soft glow of the evening sun filtered through the curtains of Nia's apartment, casting long shadows across the living room. Deonna sat on the couch, cradling six-month-old Kayla in her arms. The baby's eyes were heavy with sleep, her tiny fingers curled around Deonna's thumb. A sharp knock at the door made Deonna stiffen. She knew who it was before Nia even opened it. Logan strode in, his face a mask of determination. "We need to talk," he said, his voice low and controlled. Deonna nodded, carefully transferring Kayla to Nia's arms. "Can you put her down for me?" she asked softly. As Nia disappeared into the nursery with Kayla, Deonna turned to face Logan. The air between them crackled with tension. "I've been thinking," Logan began, pacing the small living room. "This arrangement isn't working. I want more time with Kayla." Deonna's jaw clenched. "We agreed on the current schedule. It's what's best for her right now." Logan spun to face her, frustration etched across his fe