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, "Time to

laughing, running down the street like a bunch of

nearby bench, breathless and

wiping my hands on

me,

smiling despite myself.

into a rooftop lounge we were definitely not supposed

stepped into the elevator of a fancy hotel. "We just happen

into an

"Exactly."

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

"Okay... this is actually

we're going to get kicked

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

smirked, "How responsible

a quiet spot by the railing, watching the sunset paint

For a moment, none of us spoke. I

something. Maybe

just when I was starting

"Security is coming."

beat. Sure enough, a man in a black suit

hand. "Okay, time to

shook my head,

twinkled. "How do you feel

shaking my head, but I

smelled like ink and antiseptic. Isabella marched in like she owned the place, while Eliza and I hesitated at the

glancing around at the walls covered in

around, grinning, "Relax. We're getting fake tattoos.

running a hand over my stomach, "I can't

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up from his

fun. Something mildly

an unimpressed brow, "You sure? We

before Isabella could get any ideas, "Fake ones are

hers say 'I love Grayson' across her

her a glare, "Try it, and you will

“Just making sure you're still alive in

my eyes but couldn't hide the small smile tugging

dragon curling around her arm. "I feel dangerous," She declared, admiring the temporary

delicate crescent moon

was

heart," Isabella announced before I

I frowned, "That's boring."

Not just any heart." She turned to the artist.

flat look,

"Absolutely."

I was too tired to argue-and maybe because

that didn't make sense-I let them

me, deadpan, "This might be your

huffed, "It

clapped her hands.

phone. "It's almost evening. What's next on the list of mild criminal

a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket,

text. "Ooh, this is a good

my eyes.

smirked. "Shopping cart

known

enough we found

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

sat inside the carts while Isabella, grinning

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