Chapter 2
The Bride Who Left Before I Do
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On the morning of her wedding, Amara woke before the alarm and listened to rain touch the hotel windows like cautious fingers. She had imagined sunlight. She had imagined birds, soft music, the peace of a woman stepping into the most certain day of her life. Instead, the room felt borrowed. Even the expensive white robe on the chair looked as if it belonged to a woman who knew how to be happy without rehearsing it..
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