Killian tries not to look how breath taking she looks in a full gown. Swallowing hard, he reached for her wrist. "You can't do this, Em-- you can't marry him. It's not right. You know it's not bloody right."
Everyone was waiting at the alter and it was almost time. Henry was going to have his family and Emma was going to be with Neal once again. The thought should have made her happy, it should have caused her to smile brightly, but she couldn't. Not when there was someone else on her mind.
His voice broke her out of her thoughts and Emma turned to look at the man that was on her mind. "What are you doing here?" She hissed before pulling her arm from his reach. "Killian, you can't be here, and you can't come in here and say something like that." Emma was coming to the conclusion that the world hated her because she shouldn't have felt this way and he shouldn't have waited this long to make a damn move. What was she supposed to do? Leave Neal at the alter because he finally said something? No, this wasn't about her, or him, this was about Henry and his happiness. "Just leave." Whether it was from the room, or the wedding, or Storybrooke, it didn't matter because she wanted him gone.