A jolt went through Elara, but her serene expression didn't waver.
"What, you think I should have stayed to finish cooking my own breakfast?" she retorted coolly.
Jason chuckled and opened the car door for her. "I'm glad you care about me."
Elara didn't take the bait. She slid into the car, deliberately leaving a noticeable distance between them. Jason watched her profile for a moment, realizing he'd upset her.
"I only asked because I care about you," he explained patiently.
She kept her gaze fixed on the view outside, offering no response.
After a moment of silence, Jason tried again. "My condition has improved enough that I can recover at home. The doctors have a treatment plan, and I intend to follow it."
At that, Elara's demeanor softened. She turned her eyes from the window to him. "Good. I hope you get well soon, and that you remember how we're supposed to be with each other."
The smile on Jason's lips faded slightly, a shadow of disappointment flickering in his eyes.
The car pulled up to an elegant breakfast restaurant. They got out together, but Jason naturally took a half-step lead, subtly positioning Elara behind him. Inside, though he gallantly pulled out her chair, he took the menu from the waiter and smoothly ordered several dishes before handing it back, all without once asking what she might like.
"I ordered all the restaurant's specialties," he said. "Trust me, you'll like them."
Elara just smiled, not saying a word. She had her own reasons for meeting with him.

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