Lionel’s hand trembled slightly as he adjusted his cufflinks, catching his reflection in the mirror. A rush of excitement coursed through him—tempered only by a gnawing unease in his gut. Everything had been… too perfect. His mother was glowing with pride, tearfully smoothing down the lapel of his suit. His little sister buzzed around the venue like a fairy, laughing, snapping selfies, and soaking in every sparkle of the day.

But Lionel’s gut told a different story. Life had never been this seamless for him. Perfection came at a price.