A Silent Deer Interrupted Their Wedding and Changed Everything After
Before it all changed
Emma strolled, measuring each step almost carefully. She held a bouquet of lilacs, ivory roses, and a few ghost-pale blooms the florist never named. She hadn’t fussed over the details, choosing trust over control. The result smelled like wild honey and something faintly nostalgic, like old letters stored in cedar. It matched her peaceful and quietly proud mood.
Every detail, from her pace to the soft sweep of her dress, felt intentional. There was no tension in the air and no reason to feel unsettled. People later said the whole thing had felt too flawless, as if the ceremony blindsided them before the shift no one expected.
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