When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Miranda quickly changed the topic. It was almost as if she was afraid Winter would keep asking, “I’m hungry. Didn’t we have a restaurant reservation? Let’s go eat.”

There was a seafood and vegetarian restaurant on Sackbed Road that was always packed on weekends.

Winter had reserved a table two days in advance, but oven then, she almost didn’t manage to secure a spot. The restaurant was located near a fish market, and the seafood would be delivered fresh from the

market.

Miranda, who was used to the strong flavors of red meat, found herself enjoying the lighter taste for a change. She especially liked the soup in their bouillabaisse. It was releasing a delicious aroma from the

moment it was served.

As soon as Winter sat down earlier, she kept pointing at the menu. “This one, this one, this one… and also this, this, and this… let’s get two of each,”

She had lost weight this week, all thanks to working overtime. It was rare for her to get a break, so she planned to eat to her heart’s content.

Gaining weight wasn’t a concern for her; she could always hit the gym, but she refused to compromise on

food!

out with seafood and vegetables and couldn’t help but swallow.

two of them, and

My aunt called earlier, asking me to remind Paul to go back for

today, so I went ahead and invited him to

heard Winter’s sudden announcement. She started choking and coughed

by her reaction, Winter asked, “You’re not strangers. Why are

were neighbors and now worked on the same research project in the lab. They were often running into each other, so they should be

I

Paul was to take advantage

out for her.

in the lab? With Paul as the lead, having

easier.

I

from the corner of her mouth. “The soup was a bit hot; I drank it

cool down a bit before

“Got it.”

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lightly, and as he walked over, fine raindrops clung to his hair. Even his shoulders were slightly

noticed his appearance and found it odd. For most people, forgetting an umbrella on a rainy day was normal, but Paul was meticulous and always well–prepared; it was unlike him to