As soon as I stepped inside the limousine, the soft scent of fresh flowers and expensive perfume wrapped around me. The door shut quietly behind me, sealing me in with a group of attendants who immediately gathered around.“Careful with the train,” one of them said gently, lifting the long white fabric of my dress so it wouldn’t crease.“Fix her veil a little,” another added.Their hands moved quickly but carefully, adjusting every detail. I sat still, letting them do their work.“You’re so beautiful, Ms. Sandra,” one of the servants said, her voice warm and sincere.I gave her a small smile. “Thank you.”They continued to fuss over me, smoothing out invisible wrinkles, retouching my makeup, making sure everything was perfect. On the outside, I looked calm—composed, even—but inside, something restless stirred.I was nervous.Not because of the wedding itself… but because of him.Harold and I hadn’t seen each other for an entire day.It was some kind of tradition, they said—bride and g
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