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The setting was perfect. Candlelight, polished cutlery and a single rose set in a delicate vase at each table. My heart fluttered as the raging butterflies in my stomach flapped their wings. This was it. The long awaited proposal from my beloved, Francisco Grant. I had dreamt of this day for years of our relationship but it could never beat what I saw before me.

"Take a seat" Francisco told me. He sat opposite me with a breath taking smile making me remember the night he asked me to his. My smile grew till it matched his.

"You said you wanted to tell me something important" I said. His eyes flickered with various emotions before setting on one which completely did not suit the occasion.

"What's wrong?" I asked. My heart beat racing with worry. He rubbed his palm over his face which he always did when he was about to break a bad news.

"I'm sorry Natalie" his voice broke. No, not again. My body turned ice cold.

"No" I shook my head violently. My tears caught the attention of other couples in the restaurant. I stood up abruptly wiping my tears furiously in attempt to stop the ever growing dam.

"I've been thinking about it for a while now and I finally came to a conclusion" he began.

"Don't say it please" I begged.

"I don't think I want to go any further with this relationship. We should break up" his words stopped my tears and cries. For a moment the world seemed to have frozen.

"Nat" Francisco called bringing me back to reality.

"Four years with you and four years of my life wasted on you and you just decided that it wasn't going to work?" I muttered lowly but loud enough for him to hear.

"No, that's not it" he tried to defend himself but my glare cut him off.

"Then what is it Cisco?" I asked calling him by the nickname I made for him. He took his eyes off me and let it wander to everyone but me.

"You're heartless and I hope you find someone who would treat...