Chapter 130:

Ava looked over the selection of ice cream and then glanced at Ambrose. “We’ll have two vanilla cones,” she said confidently, then added, “And can you sprinkle some crushed almonds on both?”

The vendor nodded with a smile, “Coming right up!”

As the vendor prepared their cones, Ambrose watched Ava, a small smile playing on his lips. “You’ve got good taste,” he said softly.

Ava shrugged, trying to appear indifferent, but her eyes flickered with a hint of satisfaction. "Vanilla's a classic. Can't go wrong.”

The vendor handed them their ice creams, and they both started licking quietly, enjoying the sweetness. Ambrose broke the silence, a playful glint in his eye. “Can I lick your ice cream?” he teased, turning to Ava.

Ava shot him a weird look, not amused by the suggestion. “No,” she replied flatly.

Ambrose grinned. “Alright, do you want to lick mine?”

She didn’t respond this time, just kept her focus on her ice cream, avoiding his gaze. Ambrose, still smiling, leaned closer and sa