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

her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

pulled the plate closer to himself. “I don’t think you want to

her mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone

a second’s delay. “I’ll be

her, “I’ve arranged a

Yasmine said, “I won’t be going

hair back and exited the dining

was off. Boyd could see it, but if

there was nothing more he

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

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

paper.”

her close, kissing

drive away, Boyd headed to another

to talk to her, then talk less. If you piss her off,

sweet-talk her.”

Boyd’s car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture

Yasmine who

Serana,” the driver beside her

reality, took a deep breath, and got into

unfinished words from Serana lingered in

it, but they always seemed to creep into her

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

given the context of their

exchange with Serana could

question remained unanswered, fading over

the issue

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

completely cut.

last few months of university, the students’ emotions

less boisterous, more

to advance, embarking on

fear of an uncertain

Boyd, these concerns held

had

with Bryson managing things, played the hands-off

could stay in school if she

weren’t too

however, didn’t hesitate to

Bryson at a

except when it

around Serana since their reunion. She

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

She couldn’t deny Serana’s present

prejudices forever, but as time and events

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance grew day

displeasure was

month had passed

Boyd came to pick up

passenger seat, but the driver opened the

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was

ducked in and sat down, “Mr.

driving your own car

today. Got

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