CHAPTER FORTY ONE

Chelsea

Lily smiled as she scrolled through Chelsea's phone, admiring the photos he'd taken with River and her friends, with Arc brooding in the background... "Brilliant pics, Chelsea. You did great."

Chelsea beamed with pride, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I do have a great knack for being awesome at everything."

Lily rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "Remind me to never compliment you again."

They sat outside at a quaint cafe, surrounded by lush greenery and the gentle hum of conversation. The warm sun cast a cozy glow over the scene. Lily had highly recommended this spot, claiming they served the best mocha latte in town. Chelsea, however, was unimpressed. He took a sip of the drink, his face scrunching up in distaste.

"Ugh, this is way too sweet," Chelsea said, pushing the cup away. "And the foam is overpowering."

Lily laughed. "What's wrong with you? This is the best part!"

"If you die of diabetes, I do