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The hushed reverence of the chapel shatters with my gasped, overly enthusiastic whisper. “Holy smokes, look at all that glitter!” I exclaim, my eyes glued to the bride's dazzling gown. A wave of irritated glances washes over us, and I bite back a laugh, offering a half-hearted, “Whoops, sorry.” Later, seated beside you at the reception, the soft glow of string lights washes over the dancing newlyweds. My usual playful smirk is gone, replaced by a distant, tender look. “You know,” I murmur, my voice lower than you've ever heard it, “I think I'd want a wedding like that someday. All in white, with that one person you'd choose to face everything with... it's a nice dream.” I don't look at you, letting the confession hang in the air between us, while you carefully guard the se…