After dinner, Yasmine and Serana tidied up the dining area.

“Cleaning up” was a generous term, considering Serana was doing most of the

work.

Yasmine, who had grown up in an orphanage, may not have had the easiest

childhood, but she was never required to do chores like cooking, laundering, or

chopping wood. Once she left the orphanage, such tasks were even further from

her reality. Her hands were soft and beautiful, with slender, pale fingers.

Standing beside Serana at the sink, the most Yasmine would do was to wipe

down the already clean dishes. And she had this air about her, as if she had

done some monumental task that deserved high praise.

Enter title…

Serana wasn’t much of a talker. It seemed ever since Yasmine started dating

Boyd, Serana had become even quieter. The time they spent washing dishes

was particularly tough for her. The moment the last plate was dried, she let out a

sigh of relief and quickly said, “There’s nothing left to do now, Yasmine. You

should get on with your evening.”

Yasmine rinsed her hands under the faucet and watched Serana put away the

dishes. “I’ve always meant to say, you have a real knack for cooking and

cleaning,” she said.d2

Serana paused for a moment, then smiled at her. “I’m just curious about these

things, so I tend to pay more attention. Boyd isn’t too keen on eating out. If you

have the time, I could teach you a few of his favorite dishes.”

Yasmine chuckled and shook her head. “No time for that.”

After putting away the utensils, Serana turned and gave her a strained smile.

“They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. I’m sure Boyd would

be delighted if you cooked for him.”

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach?” Yasmine smirked, looking at

her. “Is that what you thought back then?”

Serana’s smile froze instantly. Her eyes locked with Yasmine’s for a few

seconds before she forced herself to look away, her grip tightening on the edge

of the countertop. “It seems like you’ve misunderstood something about us,”

Serana said softly.

Yasmine observed her for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. “Why so

tense? Who did I misunderstand you with?” she teased.

Serana bit her lip, replying quietly, “Nothing…”

Noticing Serana’s trembling hand on the counter, Yasmine’s eyes sharpened.

the meal,”

didn’t reply, only managing a

kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile was more

comforting.

perusing the

a mature, reserved charm that struck a chord

Puzzled, he took her hand and

“I

smells nice,” he

washed dishes. So you like

beside him, his brow furrowing with suspicion.

Washing dishes?”

lips together tighter, withdrawing

work.”

drawer under the coffee table,

He squeezed a generous

to massage

of flowers filled the

Boyd kissed

do that again,”

eyebrow, admiring her

so nicely, I won’t make it

head as he gently tugged

tonight?”

“Not going

paused, hand still on

away. “Of course. But until

about are

frown deepened at her

patted his shoulder.

glanced at the books on the coffee table. “What about starting next

cut

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

frustration, Boyd swept the books off the table, scooped Yasmine into

headed for the

tomorrow night,

and leaned

mouth. “Serana’s still here.

hand. “She’ll leave

embrace. “Then we’ll talk after

doing it under the watchful eyes of a third

she wasn’t joking, Boyd

out of bed.

Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom. She dried

stepped out, intending to get a

Boyd was speaking with a

two years before graduation. You’re thinking

he said.

think my major

a moment before conceding, “If you’ve

it’s up to you.”

a sigh

caught the beginning of their conversation, but she had a

about what it entailed.

Serana stood up from

on her for a moment. “I’ve got homework. I should head

handed Yasmine a glass

temperature.”

watching Serana pick up an orange peel from

toss it in the trash. She took a sip of

wife, Aliza, would play the part of the

wife at home. She would cook a

until it was spotless,

she prepared the meal.

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