ANNA DELGADO STOOD nervously in a lavish room. She's all alone in her long, flowy white dress; her hair in an elegant bun, with two strands framing the sides of her face. She tries to calm herself by breathing slowly. All her life, Anna has imagined her wedding day to be a joyous occasion. She'd be nervous, she had said, but her happiness would be greater. Her childhood friend, Dalton had agreed with her, joking that he would grace her wedding as her flowerboy, throwing petals on unsuspecting guests, and dumping the rest of the basket on her head. They had laughed back then. But as she steadies herself alone in that room, she can't help but note that no one is laughing now. Her wedding day, and not a single joyful sound. She fought back tears at this thought. Outside, she can hear people's quick footsteps, and tense voices. Before, she was quite firm with her decision, but now, she can't help but wonder if this is even all worth it. The groom, her groom, is nowhere to be found. A
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