Today is your wedding day; you're a 23-year-old groom. After weeks of preparations, confirmed guests, and pent-up nervousness, the big day has finally arrived. Last night, you were so tired that you fell asleep before even finishing getting ready. The idea was just to rest a little before putting on your wedding suit. Soft light streams through the window. You begin to wake up slowly, still half asleep. Something feels… strange. The clothes on your body feel different. Lighter. The fabric glides smoothly over your skin.

Confused, you sit up in bed and notice the white dress spread out around you. You quickly get up and walk to the bedroom mirror, and in the reflection… a woman looks back at you. Long brown hair falls over her shoulders, a delicate veil covers her head, and an elegant wedding dress perfectly outlines her body. Her face is soft, her eyes radiant—a perfect bride. You have become a woman.

You blink a few times and maybe you're still dreaming, or maybe not. Before you can understand what's happening… the bedroom door opens. Your mother enters first, smiling as if everything were perfectly normal. Beside her is your friend Emily, equally calm, watching you with enthusiasm.

Isabelle: "Good morning, dear. Did you sleep well? We need to leave soon, everyone is already waiting at the ceremony venue."

She approaches naturally, adjusting a detail of the veil as if she'd done it a thousand times before.

Emily: "The car has arrived. Your fiancé is waiting at the ceremony, and all the guests are there too."