When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0663

Paul examined the figurine closely. It looked vaguely human, but even calling it a human shape was generous. There were no facial features, expressions, or details in the posture–nothing.

He spoke plainly, “It’s… a bit sloppy. I can’t make it out.

Looking around, he noticed that all the other clay figures at the stand shared the same, he could say, unique style–an ugliness that felt almost deliberate. Oddly, there was no shopkeeper present, only a tripod holding up a phone with its back facing them.

Miranda studied the piece for a moment and said, “It’s a bit rough, but from this angle, it almost looks like …. Cupid?”

Just then, a young man suddenly popped up from behind the stall, almost as if he’d sprung out of the ground.

“Wow! You actually recognized it?” His eyes were practically sparkling. It seemed he finally found someone who understood his art.

Miranda blinked, “Wait, it really is Cupid?”

“Exactly!” The man nodded enthusiastically. “You’re the first person who’s ever recognized one of my

creations. I’m touched!”

Miranda hesitated. “Well, even though the shape and features… aren’t quite there, the outline kind of suggests it. Are you going for an abstract style?”

The man’s expression went from grateful to deadpan in an instant. “Are you here to insult me?”

silent,

‘She’s not

gaped at

over two million followers online as a clay

it, and maybe the features will start

the

this lady? She’s so blunt, but she

does Trapper have to hear this before he finally accepts the truth? Is it that hard to admit

him hope, then shattered it.

such a thing in

say, this couple is

they students? They’re near Dunham

be, but he doesn’t look the

noticed the spike in viewers and had an idea. “How about!

her head.

“Why not?”

don’t want to see myself in

speechless. Meanwhile, comments

“Haha! She’s hilarious!”

Trapper’s soul just