Solace
There she was in her bridal finery; nervous, seeking solace from her childhood mementos. The pillow that had absorbed copious tears, the balcony where she perched herself to enjoy numerous sunsets, the phone by her bedside that had fueled all those emergency 3 am chats. Today, she only had memories. Back then, it was therapy.
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