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

half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

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

napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone

second’s delay. “I’ll

her, “I’ve arranged a

won’t be going

brushed her hair back and

was off. Boyd could see it, but if

there was nothing more

together, Yasmine acting as if

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

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead,

drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle.

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

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there,

who

the driver beside her

reality, took a deep

lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

but they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of

an exchange with Serana

unanswered, fading over

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

last few months of university, the

They were less boisterous, more silent than

farewells, the pressure to advance,

or fear of an

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

had

things, played

Bryson even suggested she could stay in school

weren’t too great for

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

Bryson at a

couldn’t fault her, except

around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

and the

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

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

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance grew

displeasure was no

had passed since their “unpleasant”

came to pick

but the driver opened the

gesturing towards the back seat for

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

even driving your own car

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

Tired of playing

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