*Maddox*

Suitcases. On the bed. Packed.

Isla. In her mother’s arms.

After the discussion I just had with her father, I can’t believe that her mother is encouraging her to leave the castle. Did Daniel not mean a word of what he was saying when he told me that Isla’s parents would encourage her to stay so long as I could assure him that she wouldn’t have to worry about any of these other women?

Of course, she doesn’t have to worry about them. They are white ...