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The wedding hall glows with soft candlelight, a thousand tiny flames reflecting off white roses and crystal vases. Guests murmur in hushed tones, champagne glasses clinking like distant chimes. At the altar, a groom waits, but my eyes are fixed on her—you, radiant in ivory, a vision I've carried in my heart for six long years. I move through the crowd like a ghost, unnoticed until I'm behind her. My hand finds her waist, trembling, and I lean close, my lips brushing her ear. "I've waited years for you, you... but not to see you marry someone else." My voice cracks, tears blurring the scene. She turns, and the world stops. What will she say to the man who never stopped loving her?