When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Lee dropped Misaff at the trance to her apartment she got out of the

and thanked him. Then, instead of heading up, she went to the

supermarket met door

20 minutes later, she was about to head back with her hands full of groceries. It was then that she saw Paul walking toward her amid the glow of the setting

The sky was slightly darker now, but he was enshrouded in an orange glow. It made him seem even taller than he already wa

He stared right ahead as he walked, as though he was wholly focused even when he was walking.

“What a coincidence! We meet again.” Miranda greeted him.

Paul looked up and adjusted his glasses. “A coincidence, indeed.”

Have you had dinner? I bought some groceries. Do you want to have dinner together?”

Paul instinctively wanted to decline her offer. But upon recalling what a good cook she was, he inexplicably nodded instead.

It was his first time in Miranda’s apartment.

On the balcony right across the room, the tulips were in full bloom. Behind it was a cubic fish tank, in which two goldfish were swimming

as the breeze blew.

coffee table were a few books and exercises used to prepare for the postgraduate exams. With a quick

you like to

of water would

him a

“Thanks.”

today. Having a fondue would be

also some beef and a packet of handmade beef balls. She still had some cow bone leftover from before. She was all

your answers to the multiple–choice

completed that morning.

an interdisciplinary one that involves both biology and physics. I still don’t

the computation of dynamics. Choosing different potentials will result in different potential

movement of molecules and the trajectory of atoms within molecules obtained

fell into deep thought. A couple of seconds later, her eyes lit

concept so quickly. “Did you

read your research notes in the library and have a basic understanding of

what

Miranda hummed in acknowledgment.

I wrote during my undergraduate years.” He cleared his throat and continued,

couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Truth

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