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,” she

didn’t reply, only managing a stiff

left the kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile

comforting.

perusing

reserved charm that struck a

hand. Puzzled, he took

looked at him with faint disgust. “I wanted you to

nice,”

washed dishes. So you like the scent

her down beside him, his brow

Washing dishes?”

tighter, withdrawing

work.”

reached into the drawer under the coffee

He squeezed a generous

to massage

the air. Once her

Boyd kissed them again,

that again,”

arched an eyebrow, admiring

so nicely, I won’t make it

head as he gently

tonight?”

languid look. “Not going

paused, hand still on

pushed his hand away. “Of course. But until

things you’re thinking about

deepened

his shoulder.

the books on the

cut him off

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

Boyd swept the books off the table,

headed for the

night,

laid her down on the bed and leaned

mouth. “Serana’s still here. Have

hand. “She’ll

his embrace. “Then we’ll talk after she leaves.

doing it under the

joking, Boyd

out of bed.

found that Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom. She

stepped out, intending to get

Boyd was speaking with a detached tone on the

have two years before graduation. You’re thinking about

he said.

“I think my major

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

it’s up to you.”

sigh

caught the beginning of their conversation, but she had

about what it entailed.

from the bedroom, Serana

on her for a moment.

Yasmine a glass of water. “It’s at the

temperature.”

the glass, watching Serana pick

toss it in the trash. She took a sip of

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

would cook a

son liked, tidy the house until it was spotless, and

she prepared the meal.

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