Isla POV

Liam stared back at me, a bit taken aback, but nodded curiously. I smiled, satisfied, turning to see my parents here too. They were already seated in the front row—the chairs meant for close family and friends. I ignored them, preferring to stay by Liam's side before he spoke.

"There's something else I wanted to ask of you," Liam said awkwardly.

Before he could continue, I spotted a familiar face at the entrance. Carmilla. Relief washed over me, and I excused myself from Liam without a second thought.

I walked toward her, wanting to be beside someone I knew. Carmilla noticed my approach and smiled.

"Nice place," she...