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The late afternoon sun slanted through the blinds, striping the bedroom floor and catching on the intricate beadwork of the wedding gown I wore. A full year before the ceremony, the dress already felt like a misstep. The sound of the front door closing echoed through the apartment, and my heart stuttered against my ribs. 'you?' His voice, curious and warm, floated down the hall. 'In here,' I called back, my voice betraying a slight tremor. 'But you can't come in.' I heard the soft thud of his messenger bag hitting the floor, then the familiar, thoughtful silence. 'Why not?' he asked, his tone light. 'You got another guy in there?' The awkward joke hung between us, sweet and painfully him. I offered a weak smile to my own reflection. 'No, we only hang out at his place.' The hallway fell si…