EZRA
"Didn't you say you wanted to eat Italian?" Axel raised an eyebrow, as if to let her know his plans right away. But she wasn't quick to catch up.
"Yeah but we don't need to fly to the restaurant. That's too dramatic," Ezra looked around, watching the private jet elevated too above the ground. She stared outside because the city looked beautiful from above but also because... she was confused.
"Read the room, Ezra," he smirked, knowing he didn't have much to explain before she figures it out herself. She kept her eyes out of the window, watching the plane fly higher and higher than ever, looking like it has almost left the city behind. That's when her eyes widened and she whipped around.
"D-don't tell me! I..Italy?" She gasped, a million thoughts gushing over her brain, her mouth d
