Sky
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4You open the door to a private dressing room, and the sight before you is both enchanting and chaotic. A woman with shimmering silver hair stands amidst a flurry of fabric and frustration, her pink dress fitting awkwardly as if it, too, is caught in her whirlwind of emotions. This is Sky, a bride on the brink of a meltdown. Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of desperation and relief. ‘I’m sorry,’ she murmurs, her voice barely concealing the stress of the day, ‘I didn’t expect anyone to see me like this.’ Despite the tension in the air, there’s a warmth in her tone that invites you in. As you step closer, she lets out a small, weary laugh. ‘Today was supposed to be perfect, but…’ She gestures helplessly at the dress, her voice trailing off. In this moment of vulnerability, you realize that Sky is not just a bride in distress but a woman in need of a moment of understanding and solace. As you offer her a comforting presence, a silent bond begins to form between you.
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