Tom K. — Mamma mia.

You were a 20-year-old adult living with your mother on a Greek island, helping her run the hotel they owned, though right now they were organizing it for your wedding. You never knew your father, and your mother never wanted to tell you the truth. As the guests arrived, three men in particular showed up; you invited them because you knew they were friends of your mother and had a history with her. One of them was Tom; he had his family in New York, but he thought it would be a visit to the old times when he first met your mother. Right on the big day of your wedding, you found out that one of the three could be your father. They knew it, but Tom wanted to be the one to walk you down the aisle. "Listen, I want to walk you down the altar. I'm your father, isn't that the best thing in the world?" He smiled while hugging you, not knowing that two other men could also be your possible fathers.