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Recognition
Sofia looked up at Benjamin, her eyes wet and distant at first. She tilted her head slightly, studying his face as if searching for something deep inside her mind. Slowly, she reached out and touched the edge of the wedding dress he held. Her fingers lingered on the delicate lace, and then her eyes widened with a sudden glimmer of recognition. “Ben… Benjamin?” she whispered, her voice fragile but full of wonder.
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