This story is about a couple that have a fight while they are making dinner with each other. It's about trust, loyalty, and communication. It goes from being a regular fight to a hostile brawl. Things break, boundaries are broken, and they fall more deeply in love with each other for their honest with each other.
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She picks up the fork, her eyes are wet with tears. She hesitates with the utensil, and looks up at him, right into the dark brown void of his eyes. This was the man that finally made her happy: honest, attractive, trusting, loving, and warm-- she knew he was the one.
I know you like to surprise me, but I heard from your sister that you finally got that job up in Brigantine. The guy said it was the best chocolate cake in town. Try it, I want to know if he was yanking my chain.
She repeats herself, her voice getting dimmer by the passing time, and Rob, sitting across from her, does nothing.
The look in her eyes make her look innocent. She loves him, you can see it clearly. He can't help, but stare into her beautiful eyes. He is mesmerized, as if looking at a Nymph sent down by Zeus himself to snare the true good man of this world.
Rob goes from a smile to a sense of emotionally failure. You can see it in his eyes, lips, nose, ears, and everything that is exposed to nature-- a dead stare.