Isla POV

Days passed since Lucian ignored me.

He didn't seem to be in a good mood anyway. I decided to give him space. But the silence between us followed me everywhere, a constant weight I couldn't shake. At least I still had Carmilla. We had made up after our fight. We weren't as close as before, but she was still there. Still my friend.

Work became my escape. I threw myself into the project, arriving early, leaving late, drowning myself in files and emails until there was no room left in my head for anything else.

The hotel project had officially started. And today, I sat in a meeting...