When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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While Madison and Sebastian bickered, Miranda found the scene amusing. “Alright, that’s enough, I cook tonight, and you two can be my assistants.”

With that settled, neither Sebastian nor Madison objected.

They knew Miranda was meticulous in her research, but they hadn’t expected her to be so particular in the kitchen. She insisted on washing the meat and vegetables separately and taught them to spot leafy greens that looked fresh but overmature.

Miranda even showed them the proper way to slice meat–whether to cut across or with the grain–and how to read the texture of the meat. To her, every detail mattered,

Sebastian and Madison had never lifted a finger in the kitchen at home, but they didn’t seem to mind being ordered around. Everything felt like a new adventure, as though they were exploring uncharted territory.

Two hours later, dinner was finally ready.

Madison stood with her hands on her hips, gazing at the sumptuous meal before her with a faint, self- satisfied smile. “Pretty impressive, huh? I helped make this whole spread.”

She thought about posting it on her social media account to show off. So, she quickly pulled out her phone and snapped a series of photos from different angles.

she posted, Mason was the first to hit “like“. Soon, the rest of her relatives joined in

pride on her face, Sebastian couldn’t help

days later, Miranda’s foot had healed. She could move freely again without a

to school and handed them to her professor. Her team eamed 20 points for being the only group to find a

or collected the wrong seed. As for the pod Paul had given her, Miranda decided to keep

returned to the usual routine–school, the lab,

train leaving early, she often

car to reduce travel time. She didn’t need anything fancy or a specific brand–just something reliable to get her from

to have a car delivered to

ordered a car for you, and it just parked just around the corner. Could you come

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was dressed in a sharp black suit. He smiled

cracking the door

blue would excite anyone or at least make them wonder if it was a dream. But she remained unfazed, and her face was devoid of joy.