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Booked and busy

Author: Misspetty
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-22 19:14:36

Isla

The drive to the address took nearly forty minutes. The city’s sound, cars honking, crosswalks blinking, the sound of conversation spilling out from cafés—felt almost soothing after weeks of hiding from my own emotions.

When I reached the restaurant, I blinked up at it, modern glass walls, soft music spilling out through the open doors, people laughing over afternoon wine. Not what I expected for a “simple lifestyle shoot,” but it looked nice enough.

Inside, the scent of citrus and something floral filled the air. My fingers tightened around my camera bag as I scanned the place, waiting for someone to wave or call my name.

Then I heard it—

“Isla Hart?” A voice said.

“Yes.” I said, turning around.

And when I did, it’s nobody but Isabella, Silas’s wife.

For a moment, I thought my body stopped working. My hands went numb. The sound of people chatting around us faded, leaving only the echo of her name inside my head.

She smiled, soft and radiant, like she didn’t just tear open a wo
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