Holden extended his hand towards the ethereal figure shimmering before him, but as he drew near, it shattered like a delicate soap bubble and vanished without a trace. No matter how he tried, the flickering face remained obscured.

With a puzzled expression, Holden ran his fingers over the intricate beadwork adorning the wedding gown he was holding.

Questions swirled in his mind. Where had this dress come from? Who would send it to him? And why did it stir a sense of eerie familiarity? Could it be a dress he had commissioned?

Holden sank into the sofa, mulling over the silk-and-lace confection.

It must have been his own order, but the details eluded him.

When did he make this request? Why had it arrived only now? The gaps in his memory taunted him.

And a strange frustration welled up inside him. For the first time, Holden felt totally clueless.

on

is that you?” Sadie called out. Her eyes widened at the sight of the

gown in her hands,

you still

The wedding was back on, a testament to her unwavering determination. Not even Ariana could

against her slender frame, Sadie twirled around joyfully. The

his side as his wife, cementing her place in his life. A coy

having a dress made? I would

selection. I can’t

took the dress with her

out and stop her, but

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