Chapter 193

Isla’s pov

Graham entered the room just as I was reaching for the door. He looked impeccable in a dark navy suit, his presence immediately dominating the space.

He looked at me, his brow furrowing.

"What’s happening, Isla?"

He sounded normal. Too normal. As if last night never happened.

'He doesn’t owe you an explanation.' My subconscious snapped at me.

“Aren't you staying for breakfast?” Giselle