Chapter 21 The Invitation

• The cool evening air brushed against Isabelle's skin as she walked towards the entrance of the sprawling mansion. She had been out for hours, a secret meeting with Max eating into the precious time she had carved out for herself. The crispness of the air felt like a welcome reprieve. The day had been a whirlwind of emotions and she needed the calming effect of the night to process it all.
• The wrought iron gates, adorned with the Callahan family crest, swung open with a soft groan revealing the sprawling facade of the mansion. It was a testament to the Callahan family's wealth, a monument built on generations of success. It was a world Isabelle had been thrust into, a world she was struggling to navigate.
• As she stepped into the grand foyer, the marble floors, intricately detailed with ornate patterns, reflected the soft glow of the chandelier. The air was thick with the scent of lilies, a fragrance that had always reminded Isabelle of her mother, Gina. Isabelle"s eyes fell on Liam and she was immediately taken aback.