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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wrist, "Time to

still laughing, running down the

nearby

I admitted, wiping my hands on a napkin.

nudged me, "Told

head, smiling despite myself.

into a rooftop

sneaking in." Isabella reasoned as we stepped into the elevator of

into an exclusive

"Exactly."

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

"Okay... this

going to get

if we blend in," Isabella said smoothly, already grabbing three glasses from a passing waiter. She

smirked, "How

by the railing, watching the

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

Isabella was onto something. Maybe I

when I was starting

"Security is coming."

Sure enough, a man

"Okay,

got outside, I shook my head,

do you feel

exhaled, shaking my head, but I was still

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

at the

"Relax. We're

hand over my stomach, "I can't believe I'm

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heavily tattooed man at the counter barely looked up from his phone as he

"Something fun. Something mildly regrettable

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

Isabella could get any ideas, "Fake

"Make hers say

a glare, "Try it, and you

smirked, “Just making sure you're still alive in

rolled my eyes but couldn't hide the

of course, chose the most ridiculous option possible-an elaborate dragon curling around her arm. "I feel dangerous," She declared,

went for something small and elegant-a delicate crescent moon on her wrist. "Classy," She

was my

heart," Isabella announced before I could

I frowned, "That's boring."

She turned to the artist. "Make it

flat look, "Are

"Absolutely."

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

wanted to do something that didn't

deadpan, "This might be your first

"It

clapped her hands. "Exactly! No

her phone. "It's almost evening.

a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket,

text. "Ooh,

my

"Shopping

known this

we found

grabbed two abandoned carts, and somehow convinced ourselves this was a

sat inside the carts while Isabella, grinning like a maniac,

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