When fate plays its hand

“That’s more like it.” Madison hung up, but she still found it strange.

Whenever they went out together before, Sebastian was always the one who arrived first. He would have already bought her favorite latte and snacks by the time she showed up on the dot.

But today, something felt off.

The feeling only grew stronger when Sebastian finally arrived.

Madison tilted her head and blinked at him. “You’re upset, aren’t you?”

“No.”

“Liar! You’re totally upset. What happened? Who upset you?”

Sebastian stared at her intently, his gaze making Madison’s heart skip a beat. “Why… Why are you looking at me like that?”

He averted his eyes but insisted, “I’m not angry.

“You are!”

“I’m not!”

“You are!”

They started arguing like children right there in the middle of the street.

Sebastian snapped, “Fine, then tell me why you think I’m upset!”

“You’re clearly upset everywhere! Your eyes, nose, mouth, eyebrows, hair, and even your eyelashes are saying that you’re angry!”

He was rendered speechless.

“What’s more, you didn’t bring a latte for me today!”

Sebastian pouted, mumbling under his breath, “You already ate with someone else. How could you possibly have room for another latte…”

Huh?

Wait, what?

“Seb, that sounds off.”

Sebastian snorted and deliberately looked away.

Madison’s eyes darted around. “So… Did you see me having a meal with Joli this morning?”

He snorted once more.

“Hey, let me explain. Here’s the thing… He made time to treat me to a meal before heading back to his hometown. His mom insisted on expressing her gratitude. How could I say no?”

“You didn’t tell me,” Sebastian muttered sulkily.

“It wasn’t anything important, and it didn’t mess with our plans. Why would I need to tell you? Plus, you didn’t ask. How would I know that I should’ve mentioned it?”

Sebastian’s face brightened instantly. “Well… ahein! So, how was the meal with Joli today?”

Madison thought for a moment before reviewing it seriously. “The roasted chicken was pretty good. It’s a recommended dish online for a reason.

“The assorted appetizers were nice too. But I think the best was the lamb stew. The mutton was so flavorful and separated from the bone effortlessly… Hey, why are you smiling?”

Sebastian was grinning widely, like a Cheshire cat. “Am L… smiling?”

“Of course! You’re smiling right now!‘

“Oh… Do you still want a latte? I’ll go and get some now.”

Madison’s eyes lit up instantly. “Yes, of course!”

Meanwhile, Miranda woke up early and ate her breakfast before cleaning her apartment leisurely on her off day.

Once she finished tidying up, she changed her outfit, put on makeup, and prepared to head out. “Miranda, you’re back…” At the same time, the door across the hall opened. Paul was dressed in a casual suit, seemingly ready to go out too.

“Good afternoon, Dr. Jefferson.” Miranda greeted him with a smile and a polite nod.

out? Let’s

Paul returned the smile. “Are you heading go downstairs together.”

“Alright.”

The two acted like nothing had happened. They exchanged pleasantries and walked side by side. Paul didn’t mention the two weeks of waiting and anguish he had suffered, while Miranda remained composed as well.

However, something had undeniably changed.

The silence between them stretched on until they reached the entrance of the building. Paul finally spoke when he saw her heading in the opposite direction, “Aren’t you going to the garage?”

Miranda said with a smile, “I’m not driving today. Someone’s picking me up.”

Paul’s heart sank.

Who could it be?

Sam?

Or was it Sawyer?

Paul continued, “Wouldn’t it be more convenien

Miranda said, “Sometimes, sitting in the passen

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Who could it be?

Sam?

Or was it Sawyer?

Paul continued, “Wouldn’t it be more convenient to drive yourself?”

Miranda said, “Sometimes, sitting in the passenger seat is a nice change.”

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