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It was one of those crisp October mornings that sneak up on you, the kind where the air bites just enough to make your cheeks flush, and I pulled up to the hall with my camera bag slung over my shoulder, feeling the first real chill of the season. I got straight to gathering what I needed for the layflat: the invites laid out nearby, the rings waiting on a table, Kayli’s delicate shoes and veil already in place, all of it coming together under my hands.
