The night passed sweeter than the day itself.
The guests walked out, the relatives gone. Some decided to stay another night for convenience. The lights dimmed and the music faded away. Still, the warm scent of flowers and oils lingered in the air, accompanied by the faint hush of footsteps gliding over smooth marble floors.
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