Nina looked at Wilfred and said, "You don't need to go through all that trouble."

Wilfred replied, "I don't really like fruits. The strawberries would just go bad if left uneaten, so it's better if you have them."

Yvonne's eyes lingered on Wilfred, feeling something was off. He seemed very attentive to Nina.

"Let's eat the noodles before they get soggy," Nina suggested.

They began eating together. Wilfred stared at his bowl for a while before starting to eat, taking his time.

When Nina finished, he still had half a bowl left. As she took her bowl to the kitchen, Yvonne followed, nudging her shoulder. "Do you think he likes you?"

Nina nearly choked on her noodles. "That's impossible. Including today, we've only met three times and barely talked."

Yvonne pondered for a moment, recalling that she had not seen Wilfred around before. "But it feels like you've known each other for a long time by the way he looks at you. And he brought you strawberries. You love strawberries, right? Big and red ones. Isn't that too much of a coincidence?"

"That's a bit much, isn't it? They're just strawberries," Nina said.

they're not," Yvonne replied. "Hasn't he met your needs every time you've

he helped her find evidence about Miranda's

before, yet her instincts told her

eating slowly. When he noticed her looking, he

Nina told Yvonne. "It could be a

conceded. "Having someone who cares about you is better than

"How do you know he won't harm

"He doesn't seem like the type. He seems eager to please you. Maybe you've

been

I've

seem to

experienced any of it yet they appear in my dreams as if they were real. And him..." Nina looked at Wilfred, "I think I've seen him

kind of dreams?"

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