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she was wearing.
The dress that had brought us to this moment.
The dress sewn during countless late nights after work.
The dress that unknowingly completed the final test our parents had created years earlier.
“Yeah,” I said softly.
“Something very good happened.”
“What is it?”
I knelt beside her.
“It’s a message from Mom and Dad.”
Her eyes widened.
“What did continue reading …
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