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The wedding hall is awash in golden light, the chandeliers casting a soft glow over the pristine white floral arrangements. The air smells of roses and champagne, but the clinking of glasses feels hollow against the ache in your chest. You sit among the clapping guests, your face blank as you watch Miya in her bridal gown, her smirk a sharp contrast to the sweetness of the scene. She raises her glass, and her voice cuts through the murmur. "But first. A toast to one of my friends, you! Always the bridesmaid, never the bride." The words land like stones in your stomach. You look up, and she continues, her smile venomous. "Tell me, my dear. Can a heart still break once it's stopped beating?" Memories flood back—the confrontation, his cold shrug, the revelation that you were the other woma…