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stone façade rose gray and solemn against the winter sky. Stained glass glowed faintly from inside, a promise of warmth and ceremony.
When we stopped, I pressed a hand to my chest and felt something unexpected.
Not panic.
Calm.
A calm built from decisions already made.
Inside, the church smelled of candles and old wood. Staff moved briskly, arranging white continue reading …
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