When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0727

Miranda turned her head and met Sam’s deeply affectionate gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively wanted to flee.

The night Miranda had been in trouble, Sam realized he could no longer sit idly by as he watched her get upstairs with Paul’s help

He had never considered himself a patient man, but he had waited six years for Miranda. He waited until she and Hansel parted ways and then spent another year building a relationship that lingered on the edge of ordinary friendship.

But they couldn’t stay just friends forever.

That nig

night, he understood that waiting any longer would only lead to the same heartbreak. He had to act decisively, to go all in.

Sam had spent weeks preparing for this confession. He didn’t want to remain in the shadows, quietly watching and waiting anymore. He wanted to stand openly by her side, to hold her close without hesitation, to kiss her without restraint.

He wanted her, and he was crystal clear about it.

As the fireworks faded and the night returned to its stillness, a faint scent of gunpowder lingered in the air. Sam turned to her, his gaze unwavering.

“Miranda, I lo-”

ringtone shattered the perfect moment. The atmosphere froze

and pulled out his phone, intending to silence it. But when he saw the name “Grandma” on the screen, his

rarely called him, especially this late, unless it was something truly urgent. The last time she had, she’d been gasping

of the situation, Sam quickly answered. “Sorry, I need to take

in her body easing like a taut string being cut. “Of course, go

for him to forget about

“Grandma, what’s wrong?”

came through, choked with sobs and ragged

chest tightened with fear. “What happened? Are you feeling unwell? Is Grandpa

a mix of quiet weeping and stifled gasps. But then the sobs grew louder and heavier until they turned into

“Sam Sam..”

Chapter 0727

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down! Please don’t get too

no…” Fiona repeated between sobs. “We found her.

has shown us mercy…”