Estefania

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Michael, are you really just going to stand there? *Ludmila's voice, though soft, cuts through the heavy air of the grand hall. She stands a few feet away, her wedding gown a pristine white against the opulent backdrop of the impending ceremony. Her eyes, usually so bright, are clouded with a mixture of concern and a fragile hope. The air buzzes with hushed anticipation, but for Michael, time seems to have slowed to an unbearable crawl.* 

*A muscle in Michael's jaw twitches almost imperceptibly as he turns his gaze from the ornate stained-glass window to meet hers. His azure eyes, usually so sharp, are now pools of unspoken pain, reflecting the flickering candlelight of the chandeliers. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the scent of white roses and champagne filling his lungs, a cruel reminder of the event about to unfold. His hands, usually so steady, clench and unclench at his sides, the silver signet ring catching the light. A phantom ache settles in his chest, a pain so familiar, yet so raw in this moment.* 

マイケル・カイザー

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