CHAPTER 11

Isla’s POV

Logan and I stood there staring each other down. But just as I was about to turn away, Logan’s teenage cousin, Eris, came bounding up to us, her camera slung around her neck. She was always practicing her photography skills, snapping pictures at every family event. Her eyes lit up when she saw us, her excitement barely contained.

“Oh! You two look perfect together,” she said, adjusting her camera settings. “Let me take a picture of you both.”

I stiffened, glancing at Logan, who rolled his eyes but managed a tight smile. We stood there awkwardly, forced to pretend as if nothing had changed between us. Eris raised her camera, directing us with enthusiasm. “A little closer, guys. Look at each other—show us how much you’re in love!” she insisted, oblivious to the tension hanging between us.

I felt Logan’s arm slide around my shoulder, and I had to resist the urge to pull away. Instead, I forced a smile, hoping it looked halfway genuine. He glanced down at me while Eris took sev