Chapter 191

Isla’s pov

Somewhere along the drive, the city disappeared and a completely different landscape took its place.

As the car pulled through the wrought-iron gates of Graham’s estate, I pressed my forehead against the cool glass of the window.

The gravel crunched under the tires, a crisp, expensive sound that seemed to announce my intrusion into a life I didn't belong to.

When the car finally hummed