The Colour I Could Feel My brother’s wedding was in three months, and I already had a knot in my stomach. Not about the ceremony, but about what I would wear. I scrolled through pictures online—silks so bright they hurt my eyes, gold embroidery that looked like armour. It all felt like a costume. I wanted to feel like myself, just the best version. I kept thinking of my grandfather’s old leather...
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