Ava and Lola found a quiet corner in the gallery.
"Thank goodness you came at the right time," Ava said, squeezing Lola's hands, gratitude swelling her heart. "But didn't you say you were visiting your parents? Why did you change your plans?"
Lola laughed softly. "I didn't cancel, you silly thing! I just figured I'd pop by and give you a hand before I head over. Last night, I realized something—if Dylan found you alone with Nicholas, things would definitely get messy. So, here I am to play the protective friend."
Ava rolled her eyes, her lips quirking with a hint of amusement. "Honestly, I didn't think he'd even show up, but thank you. You're a lifesaver."
"Always got your back. Besides," Lola added, leaning in with a playful glint in her eye, "I heard Nicholas is the main artist of the event. Who knew he had such a talent? Let's focus on his art and forget about all that other drama."
