Serana bit her lip, silent.

Straightening up in her chair, Yasmine’s gaze grew colder. “You might not like hearing this, but you knew what you were doing getting into this. So don’t play the victim.”

Casting a glance at the sandwiches left on the table, Yasmine let out a sarcastic chuckle. “To win a man’s heart, you gotta win his stomach first. Have you managed that over all these years?”

The words were blunt, and any pretense of ignorance Serana had maintained was now impossible to continue.

Perhaps Yasmine hit a particularly sore spot, Serana finally met Yasmine’s eyes. “No one knows Boyd better than I do.”

Yasmine raised an eyebrow, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at Serana with feigned interest, as if waiting for a sermon.d2

Serana didn’t disappoint, continuing, “Sure, you knew him before I did, but you left his side for nine years. During those nine years, I was the one by his side.”

The expression on Yasmine’s face grew darker by several degrees. “Are you bragging or giving me a friendly reminder of my place? That it’s about time I stepped aside?”

Shaking her head, Serana clarified, “I’m not bragging, nor reminding you of anything. I’m just laying out the facts to explain that I’ve grown up with him, I know what he wants, and that’s why I’ve come to accept him being with you.”

Yasmine nodded, “It seems I should thank you for being so gracious about us being together.”

“I know you must think I’m a fool, but if I…”

“What’s going on here?”

Boyd’s voice suddenly cut in, interrupting Serana. He placed a plate of spaghetti in front of Yasmine. “You ordered it. You better eat it all.”

“But I didn’t say I wanted two eggs.”

“Just eat it.”

Boyd sat beside her, giving Serana a fleeting glance. “What were you two talking about?”

Serana’s complexion paled slightly as she gently shook her head. “Nothing important.”

Boyd turned to Yasmine, only to hear her say, “It’s not ‘nothing.’ I’m actually quite curious about what you were about to say.”

Serana took a sip of her milk, “I forgot.”

Yasmine only ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards Boyd. “Are you full?”

He pulled the plate closer to himself. “I don’t think you want to hear that I am.”

Wiping her mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like someone who forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

Boyd directly took a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine had left.

Yasmine smiled.

After Boyd finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered the call without a second’s delay. “I’ll be right down.”

Boyd watched her, “I’ve arranged a ride.”

Standing, Yasmine said, “I won’t be going to school today.”

She brushed her hair back and exited the dining room.

could see it, but if Yasmine had already called for a driver, there was nothing

nothing had happened. Before getting into the car, she reminded

her close, kissing her forehead, “As

to another vehicle. “If you can’t learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you piss her off, I’m the one

a picture of sadness. She knew

driver beside

reality, took a deep breath,

to worry

But what if…

What if what?

anything pleasant. However, such an exchange with Serana could only happen once. The question

to avoid the issue

absent. After all, they had grown up together. The ties couldn’t

silent than

Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

comfortably. Bryson even suggested she could stay in school if she was bored, as the challenges weren’t too great

without ambition,

couldn’t fault her, except when it came to

She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past events or

intolerance grew day

had passed since their

to pick up Yasmine from school. She instinctively went for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door and walked out, gesturing towards the back seat for her.

in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up your game, not even driving your own

today. Got a dinner planned

of playing

could cook for you every day of my life

do we eat out? I’m actually quite

score came in. She’s asked us

tests?” Yasmine raised an

shook his head without

why you

probably wants to share her joy

for a celebration? She isn’t some academic slacker, is she? Are we going to

Boyd did indeed celebrate Serana’s achievements occasionally, though Yasmine had never paid much attention to it, sometimes only responding politely. After all,

escaped her, but anger coiled in her chest. Were they really

the shift in her mood, Boyd

her eyes, looking up at him

ask? Before you left, she was at the orphanage, and

answer to

her words edged with

for a moment, “We grew up

up together.” She repeated, seemingly accepting the answer, though the smile that touched her eyes was tinged

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

you at the orphanage, why haven’t you handed out prime real estate to each of them, or pulled strings to get them into Summit

are you so

she perhaps your long-lost

“No.”

herself trying to save you, almost paying with

layer of frost settled over Boyd’s

sat up straight, turning

sight of

continued at a steady pace, his palms sweating. He wasn’t deaf — the argument in the back was loud and

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