ELISEIt’s finally the big day.I’ve flooded my system with strong painkillers just to make sure everything goes according to plan.I could barely open my eyes this morning, let alone move. Every muscle screams in protest, like I’ve been taken apart and stitched back together wrong.The throbbing between my legs has only worsened. It’s so swollen that walking feels like punishment. And my skin... I don’t even want to look at it.The stylists buzz around me with caffeinated energy, carefully sliding the backup wedding dress over my head.The silk feels cold on my skin, totally unforgiving. This isn't the dress I picked out last month, that one's hanging in the closet collecting dust, its gorgeous beadwork deemed "too slutty" by Alexander after our last fitting.Sunlight pours through the huge windows of the bridal suite, making everything glow with false perfection."Arms up, Miss Blackwood," the head stylist says cheerfully. "We need to make sure the bodice sits perfectly."I raise my
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