[Day 2: Dec. 21, The Ophelia Cruise Ship]
~Octavia~
“We’re buying everything in this place.”
Gasps rippled through the boutique. Heads snapped in our direction. Even Ava’s smug mask cracked, her eyes widening for a fraction of a second before narrowing into suspicion.
I stared at Lila. Was she out of her damn mind?
Everything?
I should stop her. I really should.
But I didn’t.
Because Lila was brilliant at wrecking people, and I was enjoying the show.
Ava crossed her arms, scoffing. “You’re bluffing.”
Lila tilted her head, her sharp bob swinging as she smirked.
“Bluffing? Let’s test that.”
She lifted a hand. “Manager!”
A well-dressed man in his fifties hurried over. His name tag read Simon, and the sheen of sweat on his brow suggested this was not what he signed up for today.
