They sat quietly in the car and the tension was palpable. Pam held onto the chain around her neck like a security blanket but it reminded her of Roy too much. She tried to keep her hands relaxed in her lap and bit her lip instead.

"Is there someone else?" asked her father staring straight ahead.

"No, I'm making this decision based on me and Roy Dad, no one else. There are a lot of reasons, a lot of compromises, I'm just wilting away, there's so much more I want to be and Roy..." she sighed "Roy can't support me in that, he doesn't care in that way. I'm not happy, the last month has been a trial, I just didn't realise why I put up with it for so long."

"Why did you put up with it, darling?" his tone had softened somewhat but he was still desperate to understand. He'd slowed down to give them more time and was holding up traffic.

"Because I was happy with other things in my life, I was just putting up with the little annoyances, the sacrifices and the lost dreams because there were times when I was happy. Those times were when I was at work, not with Roy. He was an important part of my life, but we're going to end up hating each other in five years. Maybe less."

"If he doesn't hate you after today." Pam's father let what he really thought slip out. Pam bit her bottom lip even harder and tried not to cry. "I'm sorry Pam. I didn't mean it like that. Why couldn't you have done this sooner? I just want you to be happy but this is not how it should be handled."

"I know I've messed up but everything is going to be ok, I'm so sure of it, for Roy too." She placed her hand on her father's wrist, not sure how he'll react. "I have to do this."

He let out a long breath; he knew the battle for his daughter's marriage was lost. "Ok."

They continued the rest of the trip in silence. When they got to the church Pam asked her father is he could collect Roy and bring him out to the car. She almost threw up in the two minutes he took. The camera crew slyly filmed from the front of the van.

Pam heard the crunching of feet on gravel as Roy, in full suit and tie, walked slowly to the car. He got in and closed the door.

"Pam, what's going on? Why aren't you dressed?" he was calm which only served to unnerve Pam. She took a deep breath and began to speak.

"I can't marry you Roy." His jaw clenched but he stayed silent. "I know I should have said this sooner but I only just realised it myself. We won't be happy together Roy." Her voice began breaking again, her eyes felt puffy and red, her heart ached.

"Please Pam, I'm happy, don't I make you happy?" his eyes were full of confusion as he looked to Pam for an answer. "I can try harder, you can go to those art classes you were talking about, I can drop you off and go sit in Poor Richards until you're done. You want children, we can have kids-" his tone was getting desperate.

"I'm sorry Roy, I really, really am." She was crying freely now. "I just can't do this, not now, not ever." She trailed off at the end as if that might lessen the sting.

Roy slammed his fists into the steering wheel causing Pam to jump and stiffen. "Are you cheating on me?" he stared straight ahead and clenched the steering wheel.

"No, never Roy." She kept her tone strong, ignoring the kiss she'd never spoken about.

"Then why, what changed? What the hell is happening?" he raged.

"We've both changed, we're not a good fit anymore, we're just together out of habit. We stopped trying a long time ago." The words rang true; she could see it in his eyes.

"I don't understand you Pam, is this because of the art thing Jan offered you? If you want it that badly you can go, I don't care." He said the words like that's all she'd wanted to hear to change her mind but it only made her more resolute.

"I want someone who does care Roy, not someone who can put up with my choices but support them."

"Dammit Pam. Why today? How could you do this to me?" She didn't answer. His eyes were becoming red rimmed she couldn't look at him. The silence seemed to drag on forever as Pam held her sobs. "Can we just postpone and work on things?"

Pam forced herself to make eye contact. "I'm sorry Roy, it's really over."

"How could you humiliate me like this Pam! How can you be so damn selfish!" he yelled, Pam shrank back like she deserved it. The car felt very small all of a sudden.

"I never intended for this to happen. I'm not doing this on purpose but getting married today would be the biggest mistake of both our lives."

"Don't you love me Pam?" He asked. Pam stared out the window too frightened to deal the final blow. "Look at me Pam, please, tell me you don't love me anymore and I'll leave." He spoke like he was about to solve the whole problem, that he believed she still loved him. Pam's stomach turned.

She could barely move but somehow her head turned. She locked eyes with his, they were red and pleading, she noticed his hands were shaking. "I don't love you, Roy."

He got out of the car and slammed the door behind him. She watched him walk behind the church before breaking down in tears. She sobbed until her throat hurt so much she couldn't stop coughing. When she could finally open her eyes she looked upwards to the bright blue sky littered with small puffs of glorious white clouds. She felt the heat through the windscreen and she felt calm. Finally, she'd done the right thing for all the hurt it caused. She closed her eyes and saw an image of a person in front of her. She slipped off her engagement ring and placed it in the coin holder with a little clink on gold on coins. Then she undid the necklace Roy had given her as her first present and placed that with the ring. She got out of the car and walked around to the camera van and their driver, Glen.

"I need a ride."