“The morning light streamed through the broken windows of the abandoned mansion
as she stood before the cracked mirror. Her gown, an ivory corset and layers of silk,
felt like armor. Embroidered on her veil were the words Revolution, Love,
Freedom—her own vows.
She stepped forward, the sound of her boots echoing off the ruined walls. Wild roses
and ivy crept through the cracks, nature reclaiming the space just as she had
reclaimed herself. She wasn’t nervous. Today wasn’t about becoming someone’s
bride—it was about embracing her own power.
He appeared in the doorway, dressed in black, his eyes filled with awe. Without a
word, she took his hand, and together they danced across the dusty ballroom, under
the shattered chandelier. No crowd, no ceremony—just them, rewriting tradition in a
world they would conquer together.”
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