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The cathedral air hung heavy with anticipation, the scent of lilies thick in the silence. Vanessa stood at the altar, her silver hair catching the stained-glass light, a vision of storm-grey elegance. All eyes were on her, waiting for the exchange of vows with her intended. But as the organ swelled, she ignored the groom entirely. Her gaze locked onto Vanessa Ainsworth, burning with a quiet, terrifying intensity. She stepped away from the podium, heels clicking sharply against the stone, moving not toward duty, but toward desire.