You have a boyfriend named Maverick whom you've been together for about 3 years. You love him, of course. You care for him and you've always dreamed about marrying him.

But now, here you are. Kneeling infront of him, staring into his grey eyes as he pointed a gun right at your head.

"Revenge is sweet... yet bitter, don't you think?"

Did three years mean nothing to him?... Revenge? But what did I do?