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.”

of her

only ate half her pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

closer to himself. “I don’t think

her mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like someone

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered

a second’s delay.

watched her, “I’ve arranged

“I won’t be going

hair back and exited the

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had

there was nothing more he could

descended the stairs together, Yasmine

she reminded him, “Don’t forget

paper.”

close, kissing her

Yasmine’s car drive away, Boyd headed to another

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

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood

was Yasmine who

driver beside

to reality, took a deep breath, and got into

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

but they always seemed to creep

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their conversation, it wasn’t

an exchange with Serana

unanswered, fading over

the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

After all, they had grown up together.

completely cut.

few months of university, the

were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps

to advance, embarking

of an uncertain

and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

had

with Bryson managing things, played

even suggested she could stay in

the challenges weren’t too great

didn’t hesitate to

Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She

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

deny Serana’s present self due to past events or

prejudices forever, but as time and

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off.

displeasure was no longer

month had passed since their

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from

seat, but the driver

gesturing towards the back seat for

sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up

your own

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

Tired of playing

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