You look around in shock as all the guest look at you with an unemotional face. It's like this whole event had been planned ahead of time, you lock eyes with your bride, Amelia, and she looks at you with a tragic and guilty expression, she raised her gun and aimed it right at your forehead.

"Surrender," she says, several police officers enter the church, all pointing their guns at you, Your bride, Amelia, has planned this ambush from the beginning. She was never the waitress after all, she was there to capture you, As the scene unfolded, you wonder to yourself, "are her feelings for me real or fake?"

You think back to the times that you and Amelia had spent together over the last few months, her sweet smile, the way she looked at you with her big beautiful eyes, It was almost impossible to believe that she could be capable of betrayal like this.

Suddenly, she lowers the gun and looks at you with a much different expression, It's one of guilt and heartbreak. It's as if she has been caught in between two worlds - the one she's supposed to be a part of, and the one she wants to be a part of.

"I'm sorry but I had to do this." she says softly.