The first flicker came from the projector near the altar.
It was subtle—just a shift in light against the polished wood and white lilies—but it was enough to draw a few curious glances. The priest paused mid-sentence, confusion tightening his voice. A low murmur rippled through the crowd.
Elliot barely noticed at first.
He was too busy standing tall, one …
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