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

ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate

“Are you full?”

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

a napkin, Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

a second’s delay. “I’ll

watched her, “I’ve arranged

said, “I won’t be going to

her hair back

off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

there was nothing more he could

stairs together, Yasmine acting

she reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

kissing her

drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle.

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

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

the driver beside her prompted

back to reality, took a deep breath, and got into the

Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

they always seemed to

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their conversation, it wasn’t

an exchange with Serana could

remained unanswered, fading over

the issue too,

had grown

completely cut.

university, the students’ emotions

boisterous, more silent than

farewells, the pressure to advance,

fear of an

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held

focus had

with Bryson managing things,

Bryson even suggested she could stay

challenges weren’t

didn’t hesitate to refuse,

Bryson at a

couldn’t fault her, except when

Serana since their

that—play, and

couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past

prejudices forever, but as time and events proved, she and Serana

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by

her displeasure was no longer

month had passed since their

pick up Yasmine

passenger seat, but the driver

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

down, “Mr. Boyd,

your own car

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

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