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The Unknown

8:40pm

Last call for Flight 287, London Heathrow to Rome Fiumicino, last call.

With the last of the day’s sun setting in the distance, I turned to my newly married wife and grinned. “You ready?”

Her face lit up; her eyes sparkling and her smile dazzling. “Definitely.”

Boarding the aeroplane and finding out seats, I said a quiet ‘see you later’ to London and relaxed into the start of mine and Olivia’s honeymoon.

Rome, a beautiful and romantic city full of history, was sure to be a trip to remember.

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