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.

you for the

didn’t reply, only managing a

left the kitchen, thinking Serana’s

comforting.

perusing the stack

struck a chord with her. She

her hand. Puzzled, he took her hand and kissed

“I

smells nice,”

just washed dishes. So you like the scent of

her down beside him,

Washing dishes?”

her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I

work.”

and reached into the drawer under the coffee table, pulling

hand cream. He squeezed a

began to

of flowers filled the air.

Boyd kissed them again,

do that again,” he

admiring her well-cared-for

I won’t make

shaking his head as he gently tugged at her ear.

tonight?”

him a languid look. “Not going back

paused, hand still on her

hand away. “Of course.

thinking about

deepened

shoulder. “No

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

cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

Boyd swept the books off

headed for the

tomorrow night, no

bed and leaned over her, Yasmine

mouth. “Serana’s still here. Have you

her hand.

out of his embrace. “Then we’ll talk after

the watchful eyes of a

she wasn’t joking, Boyd sat up

bed.

Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom.

out, intending to get a

left yet, and Boyd was speaking with a detached tone on the

years before graduation. You’re thinking about this

he said.

anxious. “I think my major

before conceding, “If you’ve

it’s up to you.”

a sigh of

hadn’t caught the beginning of their conversation, but

about what it entailed.

Yasmine emerged from the bedroom, Serana stood up from the sofa,

lingering on her for a moment. “I’ve got

glass of water. “It’s at

temperature.”

Serana pick up

in the trash. She

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

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

the house until it was

she prepared the meal.

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