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.

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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.”

of her milk, “I

ate half her pancakes

“Are you full?”

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

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered

delay. “I’ll

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

“I won’t be going

brushed her hair back and

could see it, but if Yasmine had already

was nothing more he

together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

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

paper.”

close, kissing her

car drive away, Boyd headed to another

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

sweet-talk her.”

stood there,

who couldn’t

the driver

reality, took a deep breath, and got into

unfinished words from Serana lingered

it, but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation,

However, such an exchange with Serana could only

question remained unanswered, fading

issue too, rarely visiting

they had grown up

completely cut.

of university, the students’ emotions

less boisterous, more

the pressure to advance, embarking

of an uncertain

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

focus had already

things, played the

even suggested she could stay in school if she was

the challenges weren’t too

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

at a

except when it

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

play as just that—play, and

Serana’s present

prejudices forever, but as time and

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off.

was no

had passed since their

afternoon, Boyd came to pick

passenger seat, but the driver opened the

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was

ducked in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up your

your

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

of

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