In the premier bridal boutique in Aanoma City, Rebecca stood before the full-length mirror, wearing a wedding gown studded with crystal beads and delicate lace.
A sales associate watched, her expression one of genuine awe.
"Ms. Summers, you look absolutely stunning. This piece is from our head designer's private collection. It takes someone with your presence to truly bring it to life," she exclaimed.
The reflection showed a bride of impeccable artistry—flawless makeup, features like a painted masterpiece, a beauty so perfect it verged on surreal.
Rebecca stared at the elegant stranger in the glass, a faint dizziness swirling within her.
She drew a slow breath, pressing down the complicated emotions rising in her chest.
Turning, she offered the associate a polite, detached smile. "Th
