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Elena pulled the silk ribbon. Inside, the red lace dress glowed like a low-burning fire against the white tissue paper. It was a "someday" dress—the kind you buy when you’re tired of being the girl who blends into the beige walls of the office.

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She had spent three months' worth of "fun money" on it after seeing it in a boutique window during a downpour. It was intricate, daring, and entirely impractical for her life in a cubicle. Elena pulled the silk ribbon