DaphneThe dress arrives just after nine, a garment bag draped carefully over Layla's arm as she lets herself into my room without knocking, the way she's done since we were twelve."Okay." She unzips it slowly, like she's presenting something sacred. "Simple, exactly like you asked. No feathers, no ten-foot train, none of the stuff you'd normally veto immediately."It's beautiful in its plainness, ivory silk, a clean line from shoulder to floor, nothing about it trying too hard to be anything other than what it is."It's perfect.""This time we're doing it properly." She helps me into it, fussing with the zipper at my back. "No kidnapping. No church full of strangers wondering where the bride went. Just you, actually getting married, with people who actually care about you in the room.""Don't make me cry before my makeup's even done.""Too late, I already see it happening." She laughs, wiping at the corner of my eye before anything actually falls. "Hold still."Lily bursts in halfwa
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