When fate plays its hand

Paul was at a loss for words.

Miranda spoke again, “I’ll need to wait a little longer. Dr. Jefferson, why don’t you head to the garage first?” novelbin

“Alright.”

He wanted to stay, but there was no suitable excuse. In the end, he had no choice but to leave

first.

Miranda stood by the side of the road for about five minutes before a flashy yellow Ferrari pulled up. The roaring engine reverberated loudly at the entrance of the alley.

Winter stuck her head out of the driver’s side window and whistled at Miranda playfully. “Dear princess, your chariot awaits!”

A smile lit up Miranda’s face immediately. “I’m coming!”

She settled into the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt. “Did you change your car again?”

“Nope, this one belongs to Zach.”

“Oh!”

“What’s with your reaction? Winter rolled her eyes.

“Just ignore me. You should focus on driving. There’s no need to ask questions. You already know the answer.‘

“Tsk! Why do you sound more and more like Paul these days? Your words are becoming more cryptic!”

Miranda paused for a moment at the mention of Paul. However, she quickly recovered and turned on the music.

A song by Jay Cox played inside the car.

“I just can’t bring myself to tell her, and I can’t utter those few simple words.

“My heart is suspended in mid–air, but all I can do is watch from afar…”

Winter didn’t like the song and skipped to the next track.

“She was hoping that you’d win her back, but you let her go..

“As a man, how could you be such a coward?

“You love her, but you dared not ask her to wait for you.

“While you settle for less, she’ll find a better man…”

+25 BONES

Winter hummed along and swayed to the rhythm as she drove.

Instinctively, Miranda tightened her grip on the seatbelt. “Focus on the road! You’re driving!”

Winter immediately straightened up. “Ahem, I’m sorry! I’ve been so busy lately that I got carried away as soon as I had some time to relax.

“Mimi, you don’t know how rough it’s been for me. I had to work overtime, pull all–nighters, and work nonstop. I don’t even have time to go to the beauty salon. Look at my dark circles and these two pimples…”

Miranda examined her face closely. “Don’t worry, you’re still gorgeous.

Winter replied, “Really?”

“I never lie.” Miranda made sure she gave her friend full validation and moral support.

“Hmm… I’m thinking of changing my hairstyle. Do you want to join me?” Winter asked.

“Sure,” Miranda said.

At the hair salon, the stylist gestured toward the mirror. “Ms. Jefferson, if you want to try something bold, how about this light blue color? It’s luminous and will look gorgeous on you. The galaxy purple also suits you. It’ll make you look unique and mysterious.”

Winter couldn’t decide. “Mimi, help me pick a color?”

Miranda browsed through the samples before pointing at a particular color. “How about this ash brown color? It’s distinctive without being too flashy.”

The hairstylist glanced briefly at Miranda. “Miss, you made an excellent choice. Ash brown tones are suitable for everyday wear, with a golden sheen that makes hair look healthy and luxurious. Indoors, it leans more toward brown, but it shines brilliantly in sunlight. Here’s a picture of the finished look.”

Winter actually preferred more flamboyant colors–the more outrageous, the better. But reality didn’t allow for it.

Oh well…

“This color, then,” she said.

Dyeing hair usually took quite some time. Miranda didn’t perm or dye her hair, so hers was finished quickly since she only needed a haircut. She sat on the couch, scrolling through papers on her phone while waiting for Winter to finish dying her hair.

Suddenly, a voice filled with surprise and delight sounded above her. “Ms. Sutton, it’s really you!”

Miranda looked up, momentarily dazzled by Sawyer’s radiant smile.