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.”

sip of her milk,

ate half her pancakes

“Are you full?”

“I don’t think

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone

a second’s delay. “I’ll be

her, “I’ve arranged a

“I won’t be going

brushed her hair back and exited the

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had

nothing

Yasmine acting as if nothing had

car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

kissing

drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

her, then talk less. If you piss her off, I’m

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a picture

was Yasmine who couldn’t

Serana,” the driver

back to reality, took a deep breath, and got

words from Serana lingered

worry about it, but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts in

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of their

an exchange with Serana could

unanswered, fading

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting

had grown up together.

completely cut.

last few months of university, the

more silent than before, perhaps

pressure to advance, embarking on

fear of

these concerns held

focus had

managing things, played the hands-off boss

suggested she could stay in

weren’t too great

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except when

Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

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

too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present

forever, but as time and

didn’t mesh.

couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance

her displeasure was

month had passed since their “unpleasant”

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine

for the front passenger seat, but the

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already

in and sat down, “Mr.

driving your own car

took her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got a dinner

Tired of playing

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