As you tie the piece of string into a not, you appear on the altar with a plain looking woman. “I now pronounce you man and wife” the priest says, and there is applause. “You may kiss the bride” As the woman leans forward for a kiss, you shy away.

“What’s wrong?” she asks, a hurt expression on her face.

“I don’t know!” I say. “It just feels like I have had all of my decisions being chosen for me”

“Well I’m leaving” the plain looking woman storms out of the room

Do you:

go after her
steal all of the wedding supplies