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

left the kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile

comforting.

sofa, perusing the stack of

struck a

Puzzled, he took

looked at him with faint disgust. “I

smells nice,”

just washed dishes. So you like the scent of dish

down beside him, his brow furrowing with

Washing dishes?”

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

work.”

into the drawer under the coffee table, pulling out

cream. He squeezed a generous

to massage

scent of flowers filled the

kissed them

do that again,”

arched an eyebrow, admiring

nicely, I won’t make it difficult

as he gently tugged at her

tonight?”

“Not going back until you finish

paused, hand still on her

his hand away. “Of course. But until

things you’re thinking about

frown deepened at

shoulder.

glanced at the books on the

cut

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

frustration, Boyd swept the books off

headed for the

tomorrow night,

bed and leaned

“Serana’s still here.

removed her hand.

“Then we’ll

to doing it under the

wasn’t joking, Boyd sat

out of bed. “I’m going to

Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in

intending

was speaking with a detached

graduation. You’re thinking about

he said.

think

for a moment before conceding, “If

it’s up to you.”

a sigh

the beginning of their conversation,

about what it entailed.

bedroom, Serana stood up

on her for a moment. “I’ve got

and handed Yasmine a glass of

temperature.”

Serana pick

toss it in the trash. She took a sip

wife, Aliza, would play the part

at home. She would cook

tidy the house until it was spotless, and always speak softly

she prepared the meal.

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