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~ISLA~I wasn’t able to sleep at home that night, and even as I lay curled up on Serena’s couch with a blanket pulled over me, I knew I had made that decision long before I told myself I needed “company.” The truth was harder to admit, even to myself. I couldn’t bear the thought of walking into that house, of stepping into that room, of seeing that bed and knowing Jaxon wouldn’t be there beside me. The silence would have been too loud, the emptiness too obvious, and I wasn’t ready to face that kind of loneliness yet.Serena didn’t question me when I showed up. She never did. She simply opened the door, took one look at my face, and pulled me into a hug that felt like home. We spent the night the way we used to before everything in our lives became complicated—curled up together, talking about nothing and everything at the same time, letting the hours pass without pressure.At some point, our conversation drifted to the past, to the version of ourselves that felt so far away now.“Do y

~ISLA~The moment I stepped into the restaurant, I felt it immediately—the quiet, effortless kind of luxury that didn’t need to announce itself loudly to be understood. Everything was polished, intentional, from the soft glow of the chandeliers to the neatly dressed staff moving with quiet precision. It was the kind of place people talked about long after they left.Arthur noticed the way I paused to take it all in and smiled as he pulled out my chair.“This place belongs to Ronan Pierce,” he said, a little proud of himself. “It took some effort to get a table here.”I let out a small laugh as I sat down. “I can imagine.”He took his seat across from me, watching me for a moment like he was trying to read something in my expression. “I just wanted tonight to be… nice. For you.”Something in my chest softened at that. It wasn’t over the top, it wasn’t forced—it was just… thoughtful.“Thank you, Arthur,” I said quietly.We picked up the menus, but Arthur didn’t get far before setting hi

~ISLA~My heart was still racing from the words we’d just spoken.“I love you,” Jaxon had said, his voice low and rough, like the confession had been torn from the deepest part of him.And I had whispered it back, trembling, “I love you too… so much it scares me.”Now there were no more words left to hide behind.His hands cradled my face as he kissed me again—slow, deep, and reverent, like he was trying to pour every unsaid year into this single moment. When he pulled back, his dark eyes searched mine, stormy with emotion and hunger.“Isla…” he breathed my name like a prayer.I answered by sliding my hands up his chest, feeling the rapid thud of his heart beneath my palms. “Don’t stop,” I whispered. “I need you. All of you.”Jaxon’s breath hitched. In one smooth motion, he lifted me into his arms as if I weighed nothing, carrying me toward the bedroom. His lips never left mine—soft, then urgent, then soft again, like he couldn’t decide whether to worship me or devour me.He laid me d

~SERENA~I got to work earlier than usual that morning.Earlier than necessary, earlier than anyone else in my department—and definitely earlier than him.It wasn’t because I was suddenly hardworking or eager. It was because I knew if Louis dropped me off, it was only going to stir up more rumors and I couldn’t handle that today. Not the stares. Not the whispers. Not the way every single person in that building seemed to have already decided who I was without ever speaking to me.So I left before he could even try.The building felt quieter when I walked in, almost peaceful, and for a brief moment, I allowed myself to believe I had made the right decision. I walked into the fashion department, set my things down, and tried to settle into my work before anyone else arrived.But peace never lasted long.One by one, they started coming in.And with them came the noise.At first, it was subtle—side glances, hushed tones, the kind of laughter that felt too deliberate to be harmless. I kept

~ISLA~After Serena left, the house felt quieter, but not in the heavy way it used to. There was still a lingering warmth in the air, like her presence had softened something, and as I stood there watching the door she had just walked through, I felt a strange mix of emotions—concern for her, hope for her… and an overwhelming awareness of the man still standing behind me.Jaxon didn’t say anything at first.I felt him before I heard him—his presence close, steady, grounding. Then his hand found mine, his fingers threading through mine like it was the most natural thing in the world now.“I want to take you somewhere,” he said.I turned to look at him, my brows pulling together slightly. “Somewhere?”“Our first date,” he added, his tone casual, but there was something deliberate in the way he said it.A smile spread across my face almost instantly. “You already asked me out?”“I told you I would,” he replied.I tilted my head, studying him with narrowed eyes. “When did you even plan th