When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 1

After the Love Has Gone

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I prepared plenty of dishes on Christmas day, waiting for Helena Hawthorne to come home for dinner.

However, she never noticed any of them as she continued packing her things into a suitcase. She then said coldly, “I won’t be spending Christmas with you this year.”

I didn’t say a thing as I started eating in silence.

Right at the stroke of midnight, Helena’s! ove posted a photo on his Instagram feed. Helena was leaning against his shoulder in an intimate manner in the photo as fireworks lit up the sky behind them.

The caption read, “She said that as long as I wanted it, she’d leave everything behind to be with me.”

I didn’t get hysterical or question her anymore this time. Instead, I just double–tapped on the post to like it.

A second later, Helena called me, sounding like she was anxious and panicking. “Don’t get mad. I’ll definitely spend the next Christmas with you…”

I laughed self–deprecatingly and said, “It’s a pity that we won’t have till next year anymore.”

By the time Helena came home, it was already the next day.

for her at the main gate

a text message from her. “Where

I just

kitchen when Helena came in with her suitcase. She sounded tired as she huffed and puffed. Then, she stared at my back and

immediately made her some food, but this time, I just said, “I don’t have the time.

mad at me for last night, but can you please quit throwing a tantrum

dishes and dried my hands next. “I’m not

t

so I need to be with him, whether

not.”

faintly, “Sure.

stared into my eyes as if she was trying to see through me. She then said in a tired voice, “You’re

throwing a temper tantrum. You don’t need

looked at me for a whole minute. Then, she retrieved a model airplane from her suitcase and handed It

even some creases in the original packaging. It was

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on his

any expression of delight on my face as I took it from her and said politely, “Thank you.” I didn’t say anything

Helena’s eyes. She

answered simply,

anger. She held her hands out toward me