NATALIA
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I was in a brightly lit and extravagant dressing room, I stood with a flurry of servants fussing over my dress.
Their fingers skillfully adjusted the fabric, ensuring that the dress fit my body perfectly, as they were instructed by Soraya who I still haven't figured out.
But to be sincere, I could hardly take in the details of the dress. My mind was consumed with overwhelming thoughts and a lingering stress that refused to let go. Today was the day of my engagement ceremony to Derek, whom I had foolishly agreed to marry despite knowing that I had no feelings for him besides gratitude and friendship.
My impulsive decision had started to press down on my shoulders, making it difficult for me to breathe, and the tight dress wasn't helping make things easier for me at all.
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