“NO! DON’T CUT IT!” the blond woman yelled, afraid of her inevitable fate.

“I have to cut it! It’s our only chance!” the man replied, sweat dripping from his brow as his hand shook, praying it was the right thing to do.

“pleaseGodpleaseGodpleaseGodpleaseGod.” a short, husky man mumbled lowly as he rocked back in forth in place.

Others stood and sat around the other, knowing how they had ended up there but not knowing how the next few moments would turn out.

“Okay, here goes nothing……..”

With one last exhalation of breath, the man applied the pressure and cut. Time slowed as the others looked on with hope until it finally caught back up with the man shoving the piece of cake into his bride’s mouth, causing the crowd to hoot and laugh in approval.