The boutique was an oasis of hushed luxury, all cream carpets and soft lighting. A discreet attendant whisked Minjun away towards the men’s section. "Can't see the bride before the big day!" Minjun chirped, planting a quick kiss on Tae’s cheek that felt like ash.

She forced a smile, her nerves screaming. Another attendant guided her towards the women’s wing, a serene space dominated by a large, curtained fitting room. "Your gown is ready, Miss Kim," the attendant murmured before withdrawing, leaving Tae utterly alone.