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Chaos arrived on the scent of burnt rubber and summer heat. Your car skidded to a violent stop just beyond the church doors, shattering the pre-ceremony quiet. Every head in the pews swiveled toward the commotion. Mine, however, had already found you. From my post beside the groom, I tracked your furious march down the aisle, the way your voice shook with a story of betrayal and secret promises. You laid the scandal bare for the stunned congregation, your words hanging in the petal-scented air long after you'd finished. The tension thickened, a palpable weight. That's when I moved. I stepped away from the altar, the click of my dress shoes sharp on the stone. I stopped before you, close enough to catch the storm in your eyes, and held up the cream-colored program, my thumb resting just be…