Image created using ChatGPT Tenderly, Cassie unzipped the garment bag, revealing her mother’s wedding dress and releasing a musty smell tinged with Chanel No. 5. She closed her eyes, breathing in the familiar, longed-for scent. The dressmaker had wanted to wash it before altering it, but Cassie refused; too much had already faded. With trembling hands, Cassie removed the dress and hung it up. Slowly, she backed away, tears streaming down her cheeks on what was meant to be t