Isla stood in the softly lit room, her heart racing as she faced Angelina. The woman before her was a vision of grace and beauty, but there was a deep sadness in her eyes that tugged at Isla's heart. The gentle sway of the yacht beneath them seemed to echo the turbulent emotions filling the space between them. She had so many questions swirling in her mind, but before she could voice any of them, Angelina spoke.
"Do you know my son, Liam Lockwood?" Angelina asked hesitantly, her voice trembling slightly. Her fingers twisted together nervously as she waited for an answer, hope and fear battling in her expression. "Do you have any idea how he is doing?"
Isla felt a rush of emotions at the mention of Liam's name. Her heart swelled with love and pride, even as it ached with the knowledge of how much this beautiful woman had missed from her son's life. "Actually, Liam Lockwood is my mate," she replied, her voice steady but filled with warmth. The words felt right on her tongue, a truth tha
