The warehouse explosions

Laura and Nathan sat at the intimate table, nestled in the corner of their favorite Italian bistro. The soft glow of candlelight reflected in Laura's eyes as she lifted her wine glass, toasting the man sitting across from her. He smiled, a smile that reached his eyes, and Laura's heart fluttered.

“This is great,” Laura said, smiling calmly, looking at Nathan sitting across from her. She felt a sense of security.

“Not what I planned. But I hope you like it,” Nathan whispered and took a sip of his wine. Laura glanced around the place and nodded.

“It's fine…as long as you're here…everything is special,” she grabbed his hand on the table. Nathan stared at her for a while and smiled.

“I promise to always be here…no matter what?” He said, hoping Laura would trust him since they have been married for a long time. Despite the disapproving whispers and raised eyebrows from others about their age difference, Nathan had promised to stand by Laura's side, no matter what.

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