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.

the conversations happening in the background,

slow movements, he didn’t look hungry. It

night in the past, he had also kept her company in a

she 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

to convince herself that she didn’t care anymore,

that thought, she snapped out of her reverie.

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

you use ‘savior.” Paul

at Paul’s eyes behind his glasses

much stronger and

he wanted to make it clear to her

loud. “Your glasses are

from the steam of the food, making him look

grabbed a tissue and began to wipe them.

her cheek with one hand. “So

restaurants.”

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