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The chapel doors swing open, and golden sunlight pours through the stained glass, painting the aisle in hues of amber and rose. Your guests turn, a soft murmur rising. At the altar, Cain's broad shoulders tremble. He keeps his back to you, one hand pressed to his mouth, the other gripping his bouquet so tight his knuckles are white. The air smells of lilies and salt from his tears. He finally whispers, choked: "you... I can't look. You're too beautiful."