56. ICY TOUCH

ISLA'S POV. The first few days were a whirlwind of confusion and exhaustion. After that night, the mansion didn’t feel the same anymore. I found myself tiptoeing through its halls, every shadow and creak reminding me of the weight I was carrying. It was suffocating in a way I couldn’t explain, like the walls knew my secrets and were closing in around me. God, I needed an escape. The perfect opportunity presented itself in the form of my brother, Jinhai Maynard’s, upcoming wedding in China. His bride-to-be, Jeneta Agu, was a stunning, dark-skinned supermodel who’d once worked as a nanny for my niece. Spending time with her, surrounded by the buzz of wedding festivities, seemed like the distraction I desperately needed. A chance to forget about Kevin. Forget about Remy Fisher. Yes. Perfect. Or so I thought. The reception party was in full swing, the room brimming with laughter, clinking glasses, and the hum of conversations in multiple languages. I had been searching for my brother when