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 milk, “I

half her pancakes before pushing the plate

“Are you full?”

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

napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone rang.

second’s delay.

“I’ve

Yasmine said, “I won’t be

her hair back and exited the

it, but if Yasmine had already

nothing more he could

descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had

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

paper.”

kissing

away, Boyd headed to another

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

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood

was Yasmine who

driver beside her prompted

a deep breath, and got into the

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

about it, but they always seemed to creep into her

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

sure, given the context of

with Serana

remained unanswered, fading over

avoid the issue too, rarely visiting

all, they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

of university, the

less boisterous, more silent than before,

to advance,

fear of

Boyd, these concerns held little

had already

with Bryson managing things,

Bryson even suggested she could stay in

challenges weren’t

to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

Bryson at a

her, except when it came

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

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

Serana’s present self

old prejudices forever, but as time and events

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance

her displeasure was no

month had passed since

to pick up Yasmine from school.

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already

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

driving your

hand, “Can’t drive today. Got a

of playing

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