“Okay,” Rhys said, amused. “Get your ice cream, Lissy. We’re heading back. You can explain all that later.”
I nodded and pushed my phone back into my pocket, smiling up at him. “Yeah, okay.”
I picked out a pint of Neapolitan and followed him to the counter. As we checked out, I watched Azula and her family load into their cars, the back seats piled high with camping gear.
Something about meeting her felt like a shift. Like maybe it was supposed to happen.
I still needed a moment to process it all, but deep down I was kinda glad about this encounter.
Maybe we’d talk again. Maybe we wouldn’t. Either way, I knew this moment would stay with me forever.
THE END