At this moment, Mike was openly presenting himself as Miranda’s boyfriend. He couldn’t see her expression, but she didn’t object. That alone felt like tacit consent.Felix was seated by the window, in the same row as Miranda. His gaze drifted in their direction, dark and unreadable.After sitting down, Mike gave Miranda a quick wink. She smiled back helplessly. If he wanted to switch seats, he needed a reasonable excuse, and this was the easiest one.Xena turned slightly in her seat to glance back at Felix. He was looking out the window, his sharp profile half-lit, his jawline visibly tense. She withdrew her gaze, her expression tightening.From what she knew of Felix, he was proud. In relationships, he was used to being the one in control, the one who decided everything. He had never been the type to change himself for anyone, let alone Miranda.Yet even as she thought about it, she bit her lip. Her emotions were tangled and unsettled. Somewhere along the way, too many things had
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