New Day New Challenge

The ride home was quiet, thick with unspoken words. Scarlett still held onto the remnants of her irritation, her arms crossed as she stared out the window. Ezra didn't mind. He had dealt with her stubbornness before, and he knew exactly how to break through her walls.

As he drove past a familiar street, something caught his eye—her favorite ice cream parlor. He smirked, already knowing what he was about to do. Without a word, he pulled the car over and parked.

Scarlett turned to him, brows furrowed. "Why did we stop?"

Ezra unbuckled his seatbelt and motioned toward the door. "Come on."

She eyed him suspiciously but stepped out of the car. Her gaze flickered toward the ice cream shop, recognition flashing in her eyes before she quickly masked it with indifference.

Ezra chuckled. "You don't have to pretend, Scarlett. I know you want it."

She scoffed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "I don't know what you're talking about."