While Dark, Roxane, and Drick were traveling, Roxane heard the soft rumbling of Dark’s stomach. But before that happens, we’ll eat first… I need energy to ask Dark later, Roxane thought, though she was still uncertain about her plan. “Come on, let’s eat. I’ll go with you,” she said, pointing at the line of street food stalls along the road. “Are you sure, honey?” Dark asked, hesitant, as if he wasn’t used to such simple scenes. “What is this food? Is it even good?” he asked uneasily while holding up a stick of isaw, almost dropping it. “Yes! It’s delicious. And you said I’m in charge, right? Well, this is it—eat a lot!” Roxane grinned and handed him another stick. They looked like friends hanging out—no wealth, no marriage, no D.N. Hotel. For a moment, she forgot the weight of the secret she was hiding. Meanwhile, Drick, without any hesitation, continued devouring everything—isaw, fishball, kwek-kwek, squid balls—eating like someone who hadn’t tasted street food in years. “Hey
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