They dressed me in silence. Nana Lolita’s fingers were steady as she fastened the back of my gown, smoothing the silk across my spine. Adriana stood behind her, holding a pale veil that shimmered like stardust. My breath fogged the mirror in front of me, and still, I didn’t move.

“You don’t have to be nervous, but if you are, it’s allowed," Nana Lolita said gently.

“I’m not scared,” I whispered.

“Then what is it?”

“I just… want to remember ...