The late afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the cabin as Isla worked in the garden, her thoughts a mix of the past few days' events. She had finally found some peace after the night at the bar with Teddy and Jenny, but the lingering tension still bothered her. As she trimmed the tomato plants, she heard a car pull up the driveway. She looked up and saw Jenny stepping out, holding a bottle of wine.
“Hey, Isla!” Jenny called out, waving as she approached.
Isla wiped her hands on her apron and walked over to greet her. “Hey, Jenny. What brings you here?”
Jenny smiled, though there was a hint of nervousness in her eyes. “I wanted to come over and apologize. I know things got a bit out of hand the other night, and I feel terrible about it. Can we talk?”
Isla hesitated for a moment but th
