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.

for the

reply, only managing

Serana’s

comforting.

the sofa, perusing the stack of books

struck a

her hand. Puzzled, he took her

him with faint disgust. “I wanted you

smells nice,”

washed dishes. So you

him, his brow furrowing with

Washing dishes?”

pressed her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand.

work.”

the drawer under

hand cream. He squeezed a generous amount

began to massage

flowers filled the air. Once her

kissed them again,

do that

an eyebrow, admiring

so nicely, I won’t make it difficult

head as he gently tugged at her

tonight?”

him a languid look. “Not going back

paused, hand still on

his hand away. “Of course. But

things you’re thinking about are off

frown deepened

his shoulder. “No room

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

Yasmine cut him off

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

swept the books off the

headed for

night,

her down on the bed and leaned over her, Yasmine put her hand

“Serana’s still here. Have you no

her hand.

embrace. “Then we’ll talk after she

doing it under the watchful eyes

she wasn’t joking,

out of bed. “I’m

that Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom. She

out, intending to

left yet, and Boyd was speaking

graduation. You’re thinking

he said.

sounded anxious. “I think my major is

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

it’s up to you.”

a sigh of

the beginning of their conversation,

about what it entailed.

emerged from the bedroom, Serana stood up from the

her for a moment. “I’ve got homework.

Yasmine a glass of water. “It’s at

temperature.”

accepted the glass, watching Serana pick up an orange peel from

the trash.

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

cook a

it was

she prepared the meal.

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