When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0010

It was around 6:00 pm. Miranda had been busy all day and hadn’t eaten anything. She had some bread and fresh vegetables in the fridge, along with some mushrooms. Since it was getting late, she decided to make a quick meal of sandwiches and some simple cream of mushroom soup.

When she went to return the ladder, she thought about it for a while before wrapping up a few sandwiches and putting a serving of mushroom soup into a container.

Paul was still going through the research data for his thesis when he heard a few knocks on his apartment door. He left his study and went to answer the door.

“Thanks for the ladder. Also, this is just a simple dinner I made. If you don’t mind, perhaps you might like to have some?”

Miranda’s eyes were rather bright and shining under the light. Paul was stunned for a bit. He then reached out and took the food from her with a ”

thank you.”

He returned to his study and continued with his work, comparing his current data with the previous research data. By the time he was done editing, it was close to 8:00 pm.

He felt hungry. His stomach was growling loudly in protest.

On instinct, he took out his phone and tapped on the food delivery

application, planning to order some takeout. Then, he suddenly caught sight of the wrapped package he’d left on his kitchen table.

He went to open the package and saw that there was an insulated bag inside, which meant the sandwiches and soup were still warm.

He took a sandwich and ate it. He was immediately taken aback.

lettuce, and a nicely–done egg in the sandwich. All the flavors melded together perfectly in his mouth, making

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surprised by

aroma.

than the soups he used to order outside. He felt

close to him would know that this was a sign

sure knew how to

Paul had completely devoured the sandwich

pm, Paul was on his way home from his night run

a bun. However, she still stood out among the rest of the people

“Out for a stroll?”

“Night run?”

asked each other at

came out for a stroll. I was also fetching

down his steps and quickly adjusted his breathing. He walked side by

the one thanking you. You’re the one who

was a children’s playground a few lanes down. The sound of the children playing was

mansion had always been so eerily quiet that

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looked over at the playground. Although he’d been living here for two months, he’d never noticed any of these things. He was

now resting at home while recovering. I’m planning to visit her tomorrow morning around 10:00

“10:00 am tomorrow?”

anxious thinking about Christine, whom