Isla’s POV

I walked in the room to see Max sitting up in the bed, not a mark on him.

He had healed so quickly, and I was so happy about that.

“Hello, my beautiful girl.” he beamed as I threw my arms around him and squealed with happiness. He picked me up and spun me around. He was so handsome and strong; I was so lucky to have him as mine.

“Cora and Miller are here. That so-called father of mine is out there as well.” I scrunched my face up and wished that he would have left us all alone.

Max laughed and ruffled my hair.

“I already...