Clara stands perfectly still before the mirror, her reflection showing a look of sudden realization and dread. She slowly raises her hand to touch the delicate lace of her veil, her fingers trembling slightly as they brush the fabric. The camera is a locked-off medium shot from behind her shoulder, capturing the soft morning light shifting across the satin of her dress as she breathes shallowly...
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