Entangled in a dangerous web of lies

Ophelia’s POV

"So, babes. I'm listening. How did you manage to get three million dollars in one night? What sort of black magic did you use?" Ava asked me as she lazily munched on a packet of animal crackers.

I sighed miserably to myself from where I was, with half of my head trapped inside the refrigerator as I scavenged for some vegetables to make lasagna and vegetable salad for myself and Ava.

"Give me a minute, Ava. I'll explain everything to you," I mumbled, grabbing the can of ground beef and hoisting myself away from the refrigerator.

"I'm here now," I said, and dumped the ingredients on the kitchen counter as I turned around once more to rummage through the cabinet for a knife.

"Lia, do you need my help? I can help you chop the veggies," Ava suggested, to which I snorted, forgetting my initial worries of coming up with a reasonable lie to her.

"No, thank you very much. I still want to wake up tomorrow with my head still on my neck and the house unburned," I teased her, and sh