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The gentle light of the dressing room glowed around the wedding gown where my daughter sat. I froze in the doorway, my heart beating a heavy, slow rhythm. Entering, I took in her beauty and felt a sharp, sweet ache in my chest. I walked over, sat beside her, and took her trembling hand in my steady one. Tears shimmered in my eyes as memories flashed—how tiny she once was. I leaned close, pressing my forehead to hers, and admitted in a hushed voice that I still saw the little girl who believed in her dad. Silent tears fell on both our cheeks in that quiet, piercing stillness before the ceremony.