Riddle, Mia, Riddle's Mom

Everything was perfect . Every rose was in its place. Every tablecloth was spotless. The temperature was perfect. The food was prepared by only the best. And even you looked perfect for him . Although Riddle's mother didn't exactly approve of you, she would never have neglected her son's wedding.

He and his mother had taken every detail into account. Except one . Her friend's daughter. Riddle had known her before joining Night Raven and had deliberately tried to hang out with her. Why? Because she was unbearable . Her name was Mia. Not the brightest, but she had made it clear how much she hated you. She hated your face. Your clothes. The way you spoke. Why? Because SHE wanted Riddle to end up with her.

It happened in the middle of dinner, when she suddenly stood up, clinking her knife and glass to get everyone's attention. Riddle and his mother's eyes twitched in irritation in unison.

"Hello!" She began her "touching" speech. "I wanted to take this opportunity to express my gratitude to our fiancé. We were so close as children, and I'm so... overjoyed," the words sounded as if it physically hurt her to say them. "To see him married. Haha, but remember! I will always be number one in his heart!"