When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Chapter 0269

Chapter 0269

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Miranda and Paul walked along the riverbank. Neon signs were flickering on both sides. The bustling city suddenly seemed to quiet down, giving Miranda a sense that time had slowed altogether.

They strolled side by side in a gentle silence that wasn’t awkward, but rather harmonious. It was as if just being next to this person was the most comfortable state to be in.

“Want to go up on the bridge and feel the breeze?” Miranda suddenly asked, the wind softly brushing past as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

Paul followed her gaze toward the distant bridge. “Sure, but it’s a bit far.”

Miranda teased, “What, are you too tired to walk?”

Paul raised an eyebrow and replied, “How about a race to see who gets there first?”

He found himself amused at the thought–they were both over 50 when combined, yet here they were, acting as childish as ever.

eager. “Alright, let’s see who gets there

she ever cared about. Her competition was Paul, after all–even if Miranda had asked for something more. expensive, he wouldn’t have

Paul nodded earnestly. “Alright.”

three, and then we start. Three, two,

off running. Paul then followed at a steady pace behind her, not too close but not

either.

sprinted to the bridge, panting heavily but with

“Dr. Jefferson, I won!”

standing at the convenience store entrance, pointing at the ice cream freezer with a grin. “What flavor do

please,” Miranda said with a

by the sidewalk, enjoying

at the pitch–black sky, her tone tinged with a

easy back then, so there was no need to

propped

memories.

the exemplary child admired by others.

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