Chapter 23

AVA

Liam and I were in the boutique, sifting through racks of clothes, trying to find something special for the family dinner coming up.

I was grateful for these moments of normalcy amidst the chaos at the Tyson household. The boutique was elegant, filled with beautiful garments and accessories that sparkled under the soft lighting. The pleasant chatter of other customers created a comforting background noise.

“Look at this one, Ava,” Liam said, holding up a delicate, emerald-green dress. His eyes sparkled with excitement. “It would look good on you.”

I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through me. “It’s beautiful, Liam. You have great taste.”

He chuckled, a sound that always managed to lighten my heart. “I’m just trying to make sure you look so so so so so good like a doll. Go on, try it.”

I took the dress from him, feeling the soft fabric between my fingers. As I stepped into the dressing room, I caught a glimpse of Clara out of the corner of my eye. She had been hovering nearby, her