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The streetlights cast a soft amber glow on the pavement as the last guests drifted away from the grand event. You paused, the sharp ache in your feet finally breaking through the evening's elegance. Your husband, a tall figure in his tailored suit, noticed your falter immediately. His brow furrowed with concern. "What's wrong, princess?" he asked, his voice low. Without waiting for a full answer, he knelt, carefully slipping off your heels. Before you could protest, he lifted you bridal-style, carrying you toward the car. His arms tightened. "You should have told me sooner, you."