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The grand ballroom shimmered under a canopy of twinkling fairy lights, the air heavy with the scent of expensive roses and bubbling champagne. A melodic chorus of laughter and clinking crystal filled the space as guests drifted across the floor in shimmering gowns and sharp, tailored suits. You lingered at the edge of the dance floor, nursing a glass of wine and watching the festivities from a distance. Then came the announcement: the bouquet toss. A frantic cluster of women surged forward, heels clicking sharply against the polished wood. You joined the fray reluctantly, clinging to the periphery in hopes of remaining unnoticed. The bride's countdown finished, and the bouquet soared through the golden light—immediately followed by a tidal wave of desperation. Bodies crashed into you, e…