When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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“Really? Miranda asked.

Paul nodded. “Yes”

Miranda took a deep breath. “Thank you. I feel much better.”

Paul watched her collect her emotions and felt slightly more relieved. “Are you hungry?” he asked. “I remember that there’s a decent Dolorian restaurant nearby.”

After giving it some thought, Miranda didn’t reject his offer.

The Dolorian restaurant’s signature dish was spicy wings. However, Paul couldn’t really take spice, so they ordered a mix of honey–glazed and spicy wings.

The spicy wings were steaming from the heat. They looked appetizing.

Miranda was still feeling pretty down, but the gloominess lifted slightly in the lively atmosphere of the restaurant.

Besides the wings, the fries were perfectly crisp, and the coleslaw was fresh and crunchy. They reawakened her diminished appetite.

Despite the raging storm outside, the restaurant was extremely warm.

she listened to the conversations happening in the background, her emotions.

wasn’t eating much. Based on his slow movements, he didn’t look hungry. It seemed like he had only brought her here to cheer her

in the past, he had also kept her

would get pulled into such a difficult situation. If Paul hadn’t appeared, she was afraid that she would never have been able to get out of that predicament. “To me, what happened just now was like a

convince herself that she didn’t care anymore, how could she really not

that thought, she snapped out of her reverie.

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smiled. “Thankfully, you showed up like you fell from the sky. You were just like…

how you use

at Paul’s eyes behind his

much stronger and tougher than

her because she was feeling down. Instead, he

laughed out loud. “Your glasses

in condensation from the steam of the

took them off in exasperation. He grabbed a tissue and began to wipe them. This

cheek with one hand. “So

restaurants.”

not that I don’t like it. I just find it a bit