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The restaurant was full. Full of families, friends, couples, especially couples. It was a date near San Valentine’s and I supposed everyone was getting their last bite before Valentine’s got stock. But even it wasn’t the lover’s day, the room felt full of love.

Suddenly, table by table, everyone started to talk even more quietly. One of those things you feel the tension in the room. The silence brought a feeling, nothing like the one from minutes early.

She said loudly “it’s happening all over again!” “But sure isn’t because of me,” he said. She gave him a big slap in the face. No one said a thing. Even the waiters were staring at them. The barmen were staring at them. Everyone were staring at them. She started walking away when he said, “Marry me!” She turned and poured her glass all over him and left.

The waitress in charge of his table took a step close to his table and said, “Everything is on us but hey! Good look next time.” The guy looked up with a face that showed no emotion and said “Sure it is.”

Everyone in the restaurant continued and tried to ignore what just had happened. Trying to avoid the whispering-gossip.

This story was written by Mariana L. García