Chapter 4

Ethan didn't say a word, which was as good as a yes.

And just like that, our awkward three-person adventure began.

Irene was like an unleashed wild horse, pulling me from the first floor all the way up to the fifth.

Ethan shadowed us, silent as a bodyguard and moonlighting as a mobile ATM.

Every time Irene found something she wanted, she'd turn to Ethan and say, "Ethan, pay up."

Ethan would just hand over his card without a word.

I was on edge the whole time, not daring to look at anything or ask for anything.

"Aria, do you…