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

didn’t reply, only managing a

the kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile was

comforting.

perusing the stack of

reserved charm that struck a chord with her. She

hand. Puzzled, he

with faint disgust. “I wanted you to smell it,

nice,”

you like the scent

her down beside him, his

Washing dishes?”

together tighter, withdrawing her hand.

work.”

drawer under the coffee table, pulling out

cream. He squeezed a generous amount onto Yasmine’s

to massage

scent of flowers filled the air. Once her hands were

Boyd kissed them

do that

eyebrow, admiring

nicely, I won’t

his head as he gently tugged at her ear.

tonight?”

“Not going back until you finish

hand still on her

hand away.

thinking about

frown deepened at

his shoulder. “No room for

glanced at the books on the coffee table. “What

Yasmine cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

off the

and headed for

tomorrow night, no

bed and leaned over her,

“Serana’s still here. Have you

her hand.

“Then we’ll talk after

under the watchful eyes of a

she wasn’t joking, Boyd sat up

out of bed. “I’m going

found that Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom. She

intending to

hadn’t left yet, and Boyd was speaking with a detached

years before graduation. You’re thinking about this too

he said.

anxious. “I think my major

silent for a moment before conceding, “If you’ve really

it’s up to you.”

a sigh of

beginning of their conversation, but she had

about what it entailed.

emerged from the bedroom, Serana

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

Yasmine a glass of

temperature.”

accepted the glass, watching Serana pick up an orange peel

table and toss it in the trash. She took a sip of

of the way Bryson’s wife, Aliza, would play the part of the

at home. She would cook a table of dishes that her

the house until it was spotless, and always

she prepared the meal.

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