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... the altar—if that’s what you could call a marble monstrosity drenched in white roses and drenched even more in pretense. The scent of power and perfume in the air was nauseating, woven in with wolf musk, anxiety, and freshly waxed floors. Everything glistened, like the gods themselves had RSVP’d.
Across from me stood Rosa.
In a white lace wedding dress that did everything it could to scream purity and innocence while failing to mute the rot underneath. She wore a veil... because, ...
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