The assistant had always had a pretty good impression of Ava Nelson. They got along well earlier, and after being stuck with Rachel Collins for so long, she’d been feeling super stifled. She did want to step out and breathe a little. So she said, “Just want to talk for a bit outside.”
Rachel shot her a sharp look, totally suspicious and full of warning.
Seeing that, Ava didn’t hold back, walked right over, plopped down on the edge of Rachel’s hospital bed, and pulled out her phone, holding it out in front of the assistant. “Didn’t you say you were into that play? I’ve watched it like, multiple times. Totally obsessed. Look—if it grabs your interest, I can snap up tickets now, we’ll go together.”
The assistant’s eyes lit up instantly, clearly tempted. But that spark faded just as
