The morning sun was soft, spilling golden light through the wide windows of the bridal suite. A gentle breeze carried the scent of fresh roses from the garden below, the same garden where, in a few hours, Irma would say “I do”.The room was alive with quiet chatter and nervous laughter. Dresses hung neatly, curling irons buzzed, and the faint hum of a love song floated through the speakers.Irma sat before the mirror, her heart pounding softly against her ribs. Her reflection staring back, she saw a woman wrapped in satin and lace, her hair pinned into soft curls, her eyes glistening with unspoken emotion.Rosy, her mother, stood behind her, adjusting the veil with trembling hands. “You look so much like me on my wedding day,” she said with a shaky laugh. “It’s just that…your groom actually loves you.”Irma turned slightly, smiling through the tears already forming in her mother’s eyes. “Mom…”Rosy cupped her daughter’s face from behind, her voice thick with pride. “I’m just so hap
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