Left| At Her Altar

She had the dress. She was wearing it perfectly. Her hair were styled with a flourish, and her smile radiated bliss. But just as she stood at the brink, about to {exchange vows|say "I do"|join{her fiancé in front of their loved ones, something shifted. A gust of doubt swept over her. Was this really
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