The Wrong Number Of Love

After being discharged from the hospital, Liam insisted on continuing their bucket list. Luna, though hesitant, couldn't deny him.

Their next adventure was skinny dipping in a frozen lake, an idea Luna had laughed off initially. Standing on the snowy bank, she glared at Liam, who was already shivering in his swim trunks.

"This is insane," Luna said, clutching her towel. "You know that, right?"

Liam grinned. "Of course. That's the point."

With a loud whoop, he plunged into the icy water. Luna screamed as he resurfaced, gasping and flailing. "It's so cold! Oh my God, it's so cold!"

Against her better judgment, Luna followed. The shock of the water took her breath away, and she shrieked as she splashed toward Liam.

"This was your idea!" she yelled, laughing despite the chill.

"And it was a great one!" he shot back, pulling her into a playful embrace.

When they finally dragged themselves out of the water, laughing and shaking, Luna realized something: these absurd moments were the ones she'd remember most. Even in the face of fear, Liam had a way of turning the ordinary into something extraordinary.