Chapter One Hundred and Five

Ava’s POV

I took a deep breath as I dialed Isabella's number. The phone rang for a few moments before she picked up, her voice groggy with sleep.

"Hello?" Isabella said, her tone unsure.

"Hi, Isabella. It's me, Ava," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and then Isabella's voice held a hint of surprise. "Ava? Wow, it's been a while. What's up?"

I hesitated for a moment, gathering my thoughts. "I know it's early, but there are things we need to talk about. Important things."

Isabella sighed, "Alright, shoot. What's going on?"

I took another deep breath, "I need to meet you in person. There are things I need to discuss, and it's not something I can talk about over the phone."

Isabella was silent for a moment, then she said, "Okay, where and when?"

I thought for a moment before suggesting, "How about the coffee shop near in town near the supermarket? It's quiet there in the mornings, and we won't be disturbed."

Isabella agree