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.

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

he didn’t look hungry. It seemed like

about that dark, rainy night in the past, he had also kept her company in a similarly gentle and subtle fashion. She

into such a difficult situation. If Paul hadn’t appeared, she was afraid that

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

snapped out of her reverie. Meeting Paul’s clear gaze,

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you showed up like you fell from the sky.

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his glasses as his laughter filled

and

he wanted to make it clear to her that she was

she laughed out loud. “Your glasses are all

were already covered in condensation from the steam

and began to wipe them. This is why I rarely

her cheek with one hand. “So you don’t

restaurants.”

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