Isla arrived at Sophie’s apartment, dropped off by Jaxon’s driver.

“Thanks,” she said, waving goodnight. The driver gave a slight nod before speeding off.

As she entered the apartment complex, excitement bubbled up inside her. She broke into a giggle, practically running.

“Sophie! Sophie!” she called out, eager to share everything—despite already spilling most of it over the phone.

She dashed up the stairs, stopping in front of Sophie’s ...