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

only managing a

the kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile was

comforting.

the sofa, perusing the stack of books she’d

struck a chord with

he took her

disgust. “I wanted you to smell it, not kiss

nice,”

dishes. So you like

her down beside him, his brow

Washing dishes?”

her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I did half

work.”

and reached into the drawer under the

He squeezed a generous amount

began to massage it

flowers filled the air. Once her hands were

kissed them again,

that again,” he

an eyebrow, admiring her well-cared-for hands. “Fine,

I won’t make it difficult

shaking his head as he gently tugged at her ear. “Staying

tonight?”

look. “Not going back until

hand still on her

pushed his hand away. “Of course. But until

thinking about are off the

frown deepened

shoulder. “No room for

on the coffee table.

cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

books off the table,

headed

tomorrow night, no

and leaned over her, Yasmine put

mouth. “Serana’s still here.

hand. “She’ll leave

his embrace. “Then we’ll talk after she

the

wasn’t joking, Boyd sat up

bed. “I’m going

shower, Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in the

and stepped out, intending to

Boyd was speaking with a

have two years before graduation. You’re thinking about this

he said.

“I think my major is totally

for a moment before conceding, “If you’ve

it’s up to you.”

a sigh

the beginning of their conversation,

about what it entailed.

bedroom, Serana stood up from the sofa,

her for a moment. “I’ve

and handed Yasmine a glass of

temperature.”

pick

toss it in the trash. She took

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

She would cook a table of dishes

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

she prepared the meal.

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