Chapter 100

Marcus finally pulled his gaze away and glanced at the loaded tray in front of them. "Go ahead and eat." "Alright." Elaine didn't hesitate. She unwrapped her burger, took a big bite, and let out a satisfied hum. When it came to food, Elaine had no brakes. Every few bites, she'd glance up and notice Marcus still hadn't picked up his fork. Finally, she asked with her mouth half full, "You're not eating? It's actually pretty good." She popped the last waffle fry into her mouth, wiped her fingers on a napkin, then waved towards the counter. "Hey—can we get another order of fries?" Then she turned to Marcus. "You want anything else?" "I'm good," he said, tone as dry as ever. Elaine's appetite was no joke. Watching her eat was almost hypnotic—it made even fast food look five-star. Marcus hadn't planned on eating much, but somewhere between her second bite and third dip of sauce, he found himself reaching for his fork. Elaine, still chewing, added casually, "You gotta eat something at night,