C18 ISABELLA'S POV

The morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, waking me before the alarm. I groaned softly, my mind still foggy with the events of the previous day. Alexander had insisted on having his bodyguards watch over me, which was unnecessary and intrusive. But I didn’t have the energy to argue at the time. Today, however, I had a meeting with my boss, a meeting I couldn’t afford to miss