Chapter 247

Isla's POV

Every time the front door clicked or a floorboard groaned in our penthouse, my shoulders jumped. I was completely on edge, a walking bundle of raw nerves, and it was getting impossible to hide.

"Isla."

Graham’s deep, grounding voice cut through the quiet of the kitchen, making me drop the silver spoon I was holding. It clattered loudly against the marble island.

I swallowed hard, fo