~ Isabella’s POV

The next morning, I woke up feeling a bit groggy. My limbs felt heavy, and I stretched lazily in bed, trying to shake off the tiredness from the night before. The room was quiet, and sunlight streamed in through the windows, gently warming the space. Memories of the previous day with Lucian lingered in my mind, and for a brief moment, I smiled, thinking of the sketches and how kind he had been.

A soft knock at the door broke my thoughts, and before I could respond, Kate ...