Isla and Maggie burst into laughter, their chuckles filling the room. Maggie rambled on about Jaxon—how he’d been a bit of a clumsy oaf in his younger days and how, against all odds, he’d managed to win the heart of a woman like Isla.

Meanwhile, Danika set the table for dinner. Just as they settled into their seats, Isla’s phone buzzed against the table.

“Sorry,” she murmured, reaching for it. A quick glance at the screen—Sophie. Isla stood and stepped away from ...