Chapter 782

Grace looked over the menu with a decisive gleam in her eye. "Alright, I'm going all in!"

Murray nodded, a silent spectator to her enthusiasm.

"Hey, Sally!" Grace called out to the owner, who was bustling behind the counter.

She rattled off a list of orders with the ease of a regular. "Trust me, these are to die for! Better than any fancy restaurant!"

Grace's eyes sparkled with excitement as she made her recommendations. Murray, however, was less than enthusiastic. The smoky aroma of the barbecue in the air made his throat itch, and the constant hustle and bustle around them only added to his discomfort. The plates of grilled food that arrived at their table barely held his attention before he lost all appetite.

He reminisced about the early days with Roseanne when they'd happily devoured street food together. How things had changed. Now, it all felt wrong.

Grace picked up a skewer, smiling as she offered it to him. "Try this one. It's my favorite."

Murray didn't reach for it.

Grace hesitated. "You're not into this, are you? I'm sorry, I should've thought it through," she said quickly, setting the skewer down with an awkward flush. "We can go somewhere else if you want. You pick."

not that," Murray replied. "My stomach's been acting up. I can't eat much

I ordered

thin. "If you can't finish it, just leave

few skewers before giving up.

came over to clear the table, casting

young folks

can eat. Money or not, it's a shame to waste

Grace back to school, Murray's expression

and he

conversation dwindled as the silence grew more pronounced.

slip by, lost in her own thoughts, until they passed a lively

over, leading Grace into a bar called "The Labyrinth Whiskey

the enthusiasm of a loyal

capacity, opted for a bottle of champagne instead, guiding her to a

them with a knowing

a year since he last came, right? I heard he was heartbroken over a breakup. But

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