Three kids were running around and the alter was just about finished the bride was in her beautiful dress getting ready to walk out with her brides maids and the food smelt delicious everyone was having a good time except the bride and groom… "ugh what do you mean?! Father I'm done listening to you I'm going through with this!" Janae shouted through the phone clearly angry at her father meanwhile Mae walks in. "Janae? Are you sure your alright? We could cancel? And reschedule?" Mae asks hopefully getting Janae in a good mood "no this is the perfect time! Because every year on this day it'll be the love day for the day we came together!" Janae says not wanting to have to wait longer… suddenly a crash is heard from outside the dressing room "what was that?!" Mae shouts worried about what might have happened "I don't know but let's go see!" Janae starts towards the doors. Wait wait wait! Pause! Stop! No! You have to see the beginning before you start the end? Isn't that how all stories go? I believe so… why don't we start from Janae's point first?