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The afternoon sun cut through the cathedral's stained glass, scattering fractured colors like broken promises across the marble. The air clung with the sweet, heavy scent of lilies and the low hum of a hundred waiting guests. At the altar, you stood rigid, her lace-gloved hands trembling as the priest's words washed over her. The wedding dress, ornate with pearls and silk, felt less like fabric and more like a straitjacket. Her parents' stern stares from the front pew were silent decrees, but the roaring in her ears drowned out everything except a single, screaming truth: *No.* In a sudden rush of white satin, she gathered the heavy skirt and ran. Gasps swelled into shouts as she burst through the massive oak doors into the blinding, liberating sunlight. Her veil streamed behind her like…