"Hey there, I'm Nigel's teacher. School's out, and he's still waiting to be picked up. None of his folks have shown up yet. Just checking in to see if everything's alright at home. Is there anything that might have caused a delay?"
The teacher's voice was polite and concerned.
Before the divorce, Luna used to be so on top of picking up Nigel, didn't she?
Now that I've only just split from Leander, Luna's suddenly out of the picture when it comes to Nigel.
I was taken aback, but then again...
They're not my circus, not my monkeys anymore. I've got no business poking my nose into their affairs.
"I'm actually Joyce's mom. I have no relation to Nigel," I replied with a light chuckle. "Looks like you've got the wrong number."
The teacher immediately apologized, "Oh, I'm so sorry for the mix-up."
"No worries at all," I said before hanging up.
Just as I stepped into the elevator, my phone rang again. It was Leander.
I answered casually.
Leander sounded uneasy. "Hey, any chance you could pick up Nigel?"
Once smiling, my reflection in the elevator's mirrored wall turned indifferent. "I'm afraid not."
My voice, usually soft, was now icy. "Mr. Payne, it seems like you've forgotten. We're divorced. Unless it's absolutely urgent, please don't contact me."
Leander was panicking. "I'm out shopping with Luna..."
"I'm not interested in your whereabouts," I cut him off coldly. "So, no need to explain."
"But Nigel's still at school. No one's there to pick him up," Leander rushed, fearing I'd hang up. "I can't leave right now, Amara. Please, do me this favor..."
"No need to beg," I said firmly and hung up. "My answer is no."
Leander and his family were history to me.
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