Serana bit her lip, silent.

Straightening up in her chair, Yasmine’s gaze grew colder. “You might not like

hearing this, but you knew what you were doing getting into this. So don’t play

the victim.”

Casting a glance at the sandwiches left on the table, Yasmine let out a sarcastic

chuckle. “To win a man’s heart, you gotta win his stomach first. Have you

managed that over all these years?”

The words were blunt, and any pretense of ignorance Serana had maintained

was now impossible to continue.

Enter title…

Perhaps Yasmine hit a particularly sore spot, Serana finally met Yasmine’s eyes.

“No one knows Boyd better than I do.”

Yasmine raised an eyebrow, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at

Serana with feigned interest, as if waiting for a sermon.d2

Serana didn’t disappoint, continuing, “Sure, you knew him before I did, but you

left his side for nine years. During those nine years, I was the one by his side.”

The expression on Yasmine’s face grew darker by several degrees. “Are you

bragging or giving me a friendly reminder of my place? That it’s about time I

stepped aside?”

Shaking her head, Serana clarified, “I’m not bragging, nor reminding you of

anything. I’m just laying out the facts to explain that I’ve grown up with him, I

know what he wants, and that’s why I’ve come to accept him being with you.”

Yasmine nodded, “It seems I should thank you for being so gracious about us

being together.”

“I know you must think I’m a fool, but if I…”

“What’s going on here?”

Boyd’s voice suddenly cut in, interrupting Serana. He placed a plate of spaghetti

in front of Yasmine. “You ordered it. You better eat it all.”

“But I didn’t say I wanted two eggs.”

“Just eat it.”

Boyd sat beside her, giving Serana a fleeting glance. “What were you two

talking about?”

Serana’s complexion paled slightly as she gently shook her head. “Nothing

important.”

Boyd turned to Yasmine, only to hear her say, “It’s not ‘nothing.’ I’m actually

quite curious about what you were about to say.”

took a sip of her

half her pancakes before pushing the plate

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t think you want to hear that I

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like someone

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered the

second’s delay. “I’ll

her, “I’ve arranged a

won’t be going to school

brushed her hair back and exited the

see it, but if Yasmine had already called

nothing

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

into the car, she reminded

paper.”

kissing her forehead, “As you

Yasmine’s car drive away, Boyd headed

less. If you piss her off, I’m the one who has

sweet-talk her.”

Boyd’s car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

who couldn’t let

Serana,” the driver beside

took a deep

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

sure, given the context of their conversation, it

such an exchange with Serana could only happen

remained unanswered, fading over

avoid the issue too,

all, they had grown up together. The ties couldn’t

completely cut.

the last few months of university, the

They were less boisterous, more silent

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking

of an uncertain

Boyd, these concerns

focus had

Bryson managing things,

she could stay in school if she

the challenges weren’t too great for

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

at

couldn’t fault her, except

Serana since

as just that—play, and the near-death experience as a

She couldn’t deny Serana’s present

prejudices forever, but as time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off.

displeasure was no

month had passed since their

pick up Yasmine from school.

seat, but the driver opened the

gesturing towards the back seat for

and sat down, “Mr.

driving your own car

today. Got a dinner planned for

of

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