Chapter 318

Logan’s POV

The first rays of sunlight poured through the sheer curtains, bathing the room in a soft golden hue. My eyes fluttered open slowly, adjusting to the gentle brightness.

The warmth of the morning was nothing compared to the warmth of the body pressed against mine. Isabella lay curled in my arms, her head resting on my chest, her soft breaths steady and peaceful.

For a moment, I didn’t move. My arm was draped around her waist, and her hair, silky and dark, fanned across the pillow.

Her face was so serene, so unguarded, that I couldn’t help but admire her. She looked so innocent like this, nothing like the fiery and sometimes manipulative woman I knew her to be.

I found myself smiling faintly. It had been a long time since I’d woken up feeling this... content. I couldn’t deny that Isabella had a way of making everything feel right, even when the world around