Nina looked at Wilfred and said, "You don't need to go through all that trouble."

Wilfred replied, "I don't really like fruits. The strawberries would just go bad if left uneaten, so it's better if you have them."

Yvonne's eyes lingered on Wilfred, feeling something was off. He seemed very attentive to Nina.

"Let's eat the noodles before they get soggy," Nina suggested.

They began eating together. Wilfred stared at his bowl for a while before starting to eat, taking his time.

When Nina finished, he still had half a bowl left. As she took her bowl to the kitchen, Yvonne followed, nudging her shoulder. "Do you think he likes you?"

Nina nearly choked on her noodles. "That's impossible. Including today, we've only met three times and barely talked."

Yvonne pondered for a moment, recalling that she had not seen Wilfred around before. "But it feels like you've known each other for a long time by the way he looks at you. And he brought you strawberries. You love strawberries, right? Big and red ones. Isn't that too much of a coincidence?"

"That's a bit much, isn't it? They're just strawberries," Nina said.

you think about them, they're not," Yvonne replied. "Hasn't he

find evidence about Miranda's hearing loss. Now, he brought strawberries. It all seemed to align with

she had never met Wilfred before, yet her instincts told her there was some sort of connection between

room, where Wilfred was eating slowly. When he noticed her

overthink it," Nina told Yvonne. "It could

"Having someone who cares about you is better

"How do you

like the type. He seems eager to please you. Maybe you've just never noticed, but he's been

I've been feeling

lately I've been

don't seem to belong

experienced any of it yet they appear in my dreams as if they were real. And him..." Nina looked

kind of

was l

was so dark and terrifying, like I'd been there forever. There was a boy with me, telling me stories to comfort me. When I tried to see him clearty, I woke

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