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Nicola's POV:

"This is beautiful Nic," Elle gasps as she gets out of the car. "Did you do all this?"

"Aurora helped with decorating but I had the idea," I tell her honestly and she comes around to hug me.

"Well it's amazing," she whispers before she lightly kisses my neck. "How did you even find this place?" She asks while I lead her to the small table. Mario had left a little before us to bring the food so it didn't get cold. I needed everything to be perfect.

"My father took my mother here when they were younger," I tell her as she sits in her chair. "Father said that him and mom used to come up here when they needed a break from the house. This was there spot. Now my father is letting us use it."

"Well I need to thank him when we get back," she smiles. I grab the red wine and pour us each a glass.

"Father told me that this was the place where he first knew he loved mom," I say and look at the fire next to the table. "He s