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"It's nice that we've been together for a whole year now." I said, holding his hand.
	"It is. And I have to say Aria, you picked a nice restaurant."
	I smiled as he leaned across the table and placed a kiss on my forehead. "I remember when I met you in senior year of high school, Zeke. I was 17 and you were 18. Now I'm 18 and your 19. How time flies by without knowing."
	"I've been meaning to give you this." He held out a box and opened it, revealing a heart shaped necklace that was engraved with, Z + A. 
	"Thank you Zeke." He secured it on my neck and I touched it's cool feeling across the warmth of my skin. "It's beautiful, and I love it. And you." I smiled again.
	All of a sudden an explosion was heard. Then another. Pieces of the wall started coming down. Everyone was frantically running around and outside of the restaurant. 
	I spotted a bomb on the floor, ticking away. "RUN!" I shouted. All pairs of eyes settled down on the ticking time machine, then suddenly everyone tried running away, but it was too late.Tutti i diritti riservati

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