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.

happening in the background, her emotions.

movements, he didn’t look hungry. It seemed like he

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

appeared, she was afraid that

didn’t care anymore, how could she really not be

that thought, she snapped out of her reverie. Meeting Paul’s clear

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you showed up like you fell from the sky. You

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at Paul’s eyes behind his glasses as his laughter filled

stronger and tougher

feeling down. Instead, he wanted to

few seconds. Suddenly, she laughed out loud. “Your glasses are all

from the steam of the

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

smiled, cupping her cheek with one

restaurants.”

don’t like it. I