Chapter 192

Isla’s POV

The persistent chime of my phone pulled me from a heavy, dreamless sleep.

I blinked against the morning light filtering through the cyan curtains of the guest room, momentarily disoriented by the size of the bed.

Then the memories of the previous night settled in my chest.

I fumbled for the device on the nightstand. The screen lit up with Maya’s name, and my heart gave a little jump.