He ordered one of the most expensive wines on the menu.
“Tonight we celebrate something important,” she announced, raising her glass to hers.
Celebrating what exactly, he wondered in silence, while his fingers stuck his hair repeatedly nervously.
She kept looking at her jacket pocket as if she was half her age waiting for fireworks and magic.
An evening that seemed perfect.
The dinner was extravagant in every way: premium steak, exquisitely prepared lobster, special side dishes, elaborate desserts that could not even finish completely.
They chatted and laughed together, recalling their first tiny apartment, the road trip in which their vehicle broke down in the middle of nowhere, the pet they said would adopt “someday soon.”
She really thought this was finally the moment she had been waiting for.
When the bill came to his table, he didn’t even look at it. She was too focused on trying to calm her breathing and the fast-paced heartbeat.
He took the bill and examined it.
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