Chapter 284

Chapter 284

-Ava's POV-

I stared at Isabella, waiting for her to admit she was joking but the grin on her face only grew, eyes shining with excitement.

Eliza sighed beside me, arms folded, "Alright, let's hear it. What do you mean we're going to prison?"

Isabella clapped her hands, "Not real prison, obviously. But we're going to do something a little reckless, a little fun. Something that'll get our hearts racing."

"Bels, I'm pregnant," I reminded her.

She waved that off, "Which is why nothing we do will be actually dangerous. Just... things that could get us into minor trouble. Nothing life-threatening. Nothing stupid. Just a little chaos for the soul."

Eliza rubbed her temples. "I already regret agreeing to this."

I sighed, glancing between the two of them. And yet, deep down, I knew Isabella

was right. I did need something to take my mind off everything. Lately, I'd been drowning in grief and pretending I was fine. Maybe this was exactly what I needed- something ridiculous, something unexpected, something that would remind me I was still alive.

"Fine," I said, crossing my arms, "What's first?"

Isabella beamed. "Oh, you are going to love this."

I did not love it.

Because somehow, somehow, we ended up at a bakery with an entire chocolate cake in front of us.

"No forks," Isabella declared, sliding into a seat at the outdoor patio.

I blinked at her, "Excuse me?"

She grinned, "We eat it with our hands."

Eliza scoffed. "That's not illegal."

"No, but it is frowned upon," Isabella wiggled her eyebrows, "and it's on the list."

I groaned. "You made a list?"

"Of course I made a list."

I sighed, looking down at the cake. It did look good. And honestly, after the week

I'd had, I wouldn't mind shoving my hands into it.

Eliza exhaled," can't believe I'm doing this."

Isabella grinned, "That's the spirit!"

And then, just like that, we dug in.

At first, it was a little awkward. But then Isabella smeared frosting across my cheek, and before I knew it, Eliza was laughing, I was laughing, and we were making an absolute mess.

It wasn't long before the bakery owner stormed out, hands on her hips, "Are you kidding me? What is three?"

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my wrist,

down the street like a

nearby bench,

admitted, wiping my hands on a napkin.

nudged me, "Told

head, smiling despite myself.

turned out, the next thing was sneaking into a rooftop lounge we were definitely not supposed

reasoned as we stepped into the elevator of a fancy hotel. "We just happen to be

an

"Exactly."

rooftop view of the city skyline. Fairy lights twinkled above, soft music played, and waiters moved

around, "Okay... this is

going to

Isabella said smoothly, already grabbing three glasses from a passing waiter. She handed me one, then hesitated. "Wait. Never mind. You

smirked, "How responsible of

quiet spot by the railing,

a moment, none of us spoke. I let the city lights

was onto something. Maybe I did need

starting to enjoy myself,

"Security is coming."

beat. Sure enough, a man in a black suit was walking

hand. "Okay, time to

moment we got outside, I shook my head, breathless. "Okay, I hate to ask

eyes twinkled. "How do

head, but I was still

small, hole-in-the-wall tattoo parlor that smelled like ink and antiseptic. Isabella marched in like she owned

insane," Eliza muttered, glancing around at the walls covered in intricate

"Relax. We're

over my

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up from his phone

Isabella chirped. "Something fun. Something mildly

an unimpressed brow, "You sure? We got some great real

could get any ideas, "Fake ones are

"Make hers say

her a glare, "Try it, and you will regret

smirked, “Just making sure you're still

couldn't hide

option possible-an elaborate dragon curling around her arm. "I feel dangerous," She declared, admiring

delicate crescent moon on her wrist. "Classy," She

was my

a heart," Isabella announced before I could even

I frowned, "That's boring."

no. Not just any heart." She turned to the artist. "Make it say 'Bad Decisions'

flat

"Absolutely."

because I was too tired to argue-and maybe because a tiny, ridiculous

do something that didn't make sense-I

at me, deadpan, "This might be

huffed, "It washes

her hands.

out of the parlor, Eliza checked her phone. "It's almost evening. What's next on the list of mild criminal

out a crumpled piece of paper from her

text. "Ooh, this is a good

my

"Shopping

have known

harmless enough we found an empty parking

grabbed two abandoned carts, and somehow convinced ourselves this

I sat inside the carts while Isabella, grinning like

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