When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Winter sneered, “Talk about a petty person getting her way. She even smells like a bitch.”

“You shouldn’t have stopped me earlier.” She had only used a fraction of her strength–if things had really escalated, that old witch wouldn’t have stood a chance.

Recalling Ingrid’s sour expression as she left, Miranda couldn’t help but chuckle and quickly reassured Winter, “Alright, alright. Don’t be upset. It’s not worth it

“They’re just two irrelevant people; getting angry over them isn’t worth ruining your health.”

Winter nodded. “Exactly! But if this happens again, I’m definitely throwing hands.”

Her Mimi was mild–tempered, so if something needed handling, she’d do it herself. She could fight.

“I got it already.” Miranda laughed. “You’ve had a scare today; it’s my treat. What do you want to eat?” Winter slung her arm around Miranda’s shoulders. “I was waiting for you to say out for a feast.”

“Hmm? Isn’t that my line?”

says it doesn’t matter, as long as the idea’s

Let’s go, I’ll take

car, Evelyn held onto the pregnancy report. Thinking of how the doctor had said Ingrid’s pregnancy was

ease. Today

about his family. She only knew that he came from

possible way to contact

grew desperate. She got Evelyn’s phone number after some digging and called her

seemed pleased with her

Ingrid had come prepared to make a good impression on her future mother–in–law. She took a deep breath and

is a gift for you since it’s our first meeting, Mrs.

to herself, “My, she even brought a gift. She’s already more considerate than Miranda.” Then she said to

the box, her words trailed off. Inside the beautifully wrapped blue

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any scarf–it was hand–knitted, with uneven stitches that could only be

you knit this

“Yes, I made it myself. Do you

say she liked it. She put the lid back on,

impressive ones were Hermès scarves. They weren’t

was on another level of