We were halfway through dessert when the check arrived.
I could tell my date, Alex, was having a good time. We’d laughed over shared appetizers, talked for hours about travel dreams and childhood memories, and even danced a little when the restaurant played an old classic.
Then came the moment that changed everything.
The waitress placed the bill gently on the table and leaned down with quiet discretion.
“I’m so sorry, sir… your card was declined.”
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