Isla POV

It was the next day.

Time to start planning. No playing around. No stalling. No waiting.

If I wanted to spend the rest of my life alone and safe, I needed to start now.

I prepared tea for myself, not from Vivienne's gift. I still needed to check those for poison.

I sat by the kitchen counter with my laptop open and the steaming tea beside me.

I started typing.

First, my accounts. I needed to restrict Ronan's access to them. He'd been using my money without permission. It might cause another outburst from him, but he couldn't keep spending it recklessly. In fact, I needed to build...