“I still have to cook something for Rohan,” Rosetta informed Yuri.
“No, you don’t have to. Let’s eat somewhere,” he suggested. “We haven’t had breakfast yet. I doubt you had too. We can also buy takeaways for your father and brother for later in the evening. I’m sure no one would want to do some house chores in this kind of situation.”
“Fine,” she agreed. “I know a place where it’s not too crowded at this time. If it is, at least the tables are not too close together, and it has the view of the sea.”
Rohan was seated between them, looking at her and him from time to time as they fell silent during the ride to the restaurant near the boulevard. “Why aren’t you two talking?” he inquired in English. “There’s no music on either. All I can hear is the engine.”
“And why are you demanding? Is
