When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0822

Fiona beamed. “This outfit looks great! And so festive! And look at that–Miranda is also wearing a red sweater today. You two cousins are so in sync!”

Sam glanced at Miranda. She was indeed wearing a red sweater paired with a white scarf. The combination of crimson and snowy white immediately drew the eye.

Noticing his gaze, Fiona smiled proudly. “Well? Doesn’t Mimi look beautiful dressed like this?”

Sam nodded and quickly averted his gaze. “Yes. She’s indeed beautiful.” His tone was calm like he was merely agreeing with Fiona, leaving no room for further interpretation.

Walking over to the coffee table, he noticed the rows of Easter baskets. “You’re distributing baskets this year?”

Aren gestured at him to join. “Don’t just stand there. Give us a hand!”

“Alright,” Sam replied, rolling up his sleeves and sitting beside Miranda.

With Sam’s help, the task progressed much faster. Before long, all the baskets were stuffed, leaving behind a pile of used ribbons and leftover chocolate bunnies.

point, snow began to fall outside. The delicate flakes quietly cover the

and the festive decorations created a warm, cheerful atmosphere. The contrast between the biting cold outside and the laughter indoors was striking. It was as if they

walls, Fiona emerged from the kitchen, announcing

chairs were pulled out, and glasses were filled. Just as the final dish was placed on the table and everyone began gathering around,

get it,” Miranda said, standing

under her breath, “Who shows up uninvited on the day before Easter? Everyone

a bright, cheerful voice echoed through the house, “Mimi!

voice… Sam’s smile

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living room. “Mom,

striking pink coat. Her hair was carefully styled and pinned up, making her

impeccably dressed in a tailored suit. He carried several shopping bags and greeted the room warmly. “Mom,

on Mindy before shifting to Lionel,

greeted, the name seeming to catch slightly in his throat, though he managed to say