Her family's company was drowning in debt.
The marriage would save everything.
But she didn't love the man.
She loved someone else.
Someone her father had forbidden her to see.
"And he thinks I chose money over him," she whispered.
Ryder looked at her.
"What's his name?"
She told him.
Ryder stared down the empty road.
Then he took a spare helmet from his motorcycle and held it toward her.
"Get on."
She looked at him like he was insane.
"I don't know you."
"You don't have to."
"Where are we going?"
Ryder put his helmet back on.
"To find him."
She hesitated.
Then slowly took the helmet.
She climbed onto the motorcycle.
And Ryder disappeared into the rain.
By the next morning, the wedding was ready.
The church was decorated with hundreds of white flowers.
Luxury cars lined the street.
Guests arrived in expensive suits and elegant dresses.
The groom stood proudly at the entrance beside his family.
The bride's father smiled for photographs.
Everything looked perfect.
Until everyone heard the sound of a motorcycle.
At first, it was distant.
Then louder.
And louder.
The conversations stopped.
People turned toward the road.
A matte-black motorcycle appeared at the end of the street.
It accelerated toward the church.
Then stopped directly in front of the entrance.
The entire crowd fell silent.
Ryder stepped off.
The bride climbed down behind him.
Her father stared at her.
His expression changed from confusion to fury.
"What the hell are you doing?"
The bride looked at him.
Then at the groom.
Then at the crowd.
She took a breath.
"I'm not doing this."
Her father rushed toward her.
"You have no idea what you're throwing away!"
She shook her head.
"I know exactly what I'm choosing."
The groom stepped forward.
"You've humiliated me."
She looked at him sadly.
"I'm sorry."
Then she removed her engagement ring.
And dropped it onto the church steps.
The groom stared at it.
"You can't do this."
She looked toward the end of the street.
Her real love was standing there.
He had no idea what was happening.
But when he saw her...
he started walking toward her.
She ran.
They embraced in the middle of the street.