A Celebration That Became a Lesson
That evening was supposed to be special—the kind of night you plan carefully, hoping it will linger in memory long after it ends. I had saved for weeks, replayed conversations in my head, and chosen a restaurant known for its quiet elegance. Soft lighting, crisp linens, polished glasses—everything promised intimacy and care. When my girlfriend arrived, smiling and radiant, I truly believed the night would be exactly what I’d imagined.
At first, it was. We shared stories over appetizers, laughed about old struggles, and toasted to how far we’d come. For a moment, the world narrowed to just the two of us across the table. But slowly, almost imperceptibly, the atmosphere began to change.
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