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.

to the conversations happening in the

much. Based on his slow movements, he didn’t look hungry. It seemed

dark, rainy night in the past, he had also kept her company in

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

she’d tried to convince herself that she didn’t care anymore, how could she

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… my

not how you use ‘savior.” Paul burst into

behind his glasses as his laughter filled

much stronger and tougher than

Instead, he wanted to make it clear to her that she was already very

Suddenly, she laughed out loud. “Your glasses are all steamed up. Can you even see

in condensation from the steam of

a tissue and began to wipe them. This is why I rarely come to barbecue

her cheek with one

restaurants.”

that I don’t like it. I just find it