Aaron’s POV
“Please, Esmeralda, give me a moment alone with Isla," I requested, my voice laced with urgency. Esmeralda nodded understandingly and retreated to her bedroom, leaving us in private. As I turned my attention to Isla, impatience coursed through me, causing my tone to come across as harsher than intended. "Well, Isla, I'm waiting. Could you enlighten me? What is happening?" I demanded, hoping to uncover the truth. To my astonishment, Isla's demeanour shifted suddenly, and she bared her teeth at me, her anger palpable. The accusations she hurled pierced me, stirring a mixture of defensiveness and guilt. I had to remain composed and address her concerns without faltering.
Taking a deep breath, I steadied myself, determined to explain. "Isla, I understand your frustration, but ple
