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Eve (standard:romance, 427 words)
Author: TimAdded: Jul 18 2005Views/Reads: 2044/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A night at the opera changes the life of a couple.

The date is December 21, 1996, and the city is New York City. Eve saw an
ad in the paper for some opera, and she wanted to go. I, of course, did 
not, but Eve tried to talk me into going. What it came down to was let 
Eve go by herself, or go with her to protect her. I really did not want 
Eve to go by herself, so I went with her. What happened at the opera we 
would never forget. We arrived at the opera hall at six-thirty p.m., 
and snow started to fall. 

Eve had to go to the bathroom, because of her condition, and I waited in
the lobby. Eve left the bathroom, and walked over to me. She gave me 
that everything is okay look (she had given me that look several 
times), and I grabbed her hand. Then we entered the auditorium, and Eve 
picked a seat near the middle row. As always Eve sat in the seat at the 
end of the row, so she could get out and go to the bathroom. 

By now it was six-fifty, and the auditorium was about half-filled. The
curtains opened and the opera started. I was bored about thirty into 
the opera, and I tried to keep myself from falling asleep. Eve seemed 
to like it, and I felt something hit my hand. The first thing that went 
through my mind was she was crying, and I turned to look at Eve. Her 
skin was very pale, her hair was drenched in sweat, sweat ran down her 
face, and she was gasping. 

Eve stood up and ran out of the auditorium, and I started after her. Eve
rushed into the bathroom, and I stopped at the door. It was the women's 
restroom, and I could not go in. But I could not stand here while I 
knew Eve was in pain, so I rushed into the restroom. I heard Eve 
throwing up, and I walked over to the stall Eve was in. Eve was on her  
knees, and she had a hand on the toilet. I walked over to the sink, and 
I grabbed a paper towel. I soaked it then I went back to Eve. I wiped 
off the sweat and throw up that was on her face. 

Eve finally stopped throwing up, and I picked her up and carried her to
the car. On December 24, Eve found out she was pregnant, and we were 
both very happy. And on December 25, I proposed to Eve, and she said, 


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