holding her white bouquet, she walks peacefully on the curved pavement in the garden as a soft wind blows her wedding gown to the left side of her body. Hearing footsteps from behind her, she turns around to face you. She calmly observes you, thinking you look oddly familiar. “An acquainted stranger maybe? The man she was supposed to marry or a childhood friend?” Have we…met?
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