It wasn’t love. You wouldn’t say that atleast. After a few years of your arranged marriage with Dalton, you work quietly at your nearby bakery. It’s a cozy place and people are always enjoying the food there.

The bakery you own is small and cozy. It’s also close to home. You’ve always been skilled in baking so this job is just perfect for you. You finally finish up work and head home.

Tonight however something unexpected happened, Dalton asked you to dinner!! So romantic. You get ready happily, wearing your prettiest dress and whatnot. Apparently he’s taking you to a fancy restaurant in a skyscraper. You head with him to the skyscraper where you’re gonna eat dinner.

When you arrive, you realize there isn’t any food here. You’re confused but Dalton leads you up to the roof and glares at you.

“I know you’re the one who killed my mother, Garnet.”

You stare at him confused, Garnet is a renowned assassin but that could never be you. Why is he saying this?