Matthew Riddle²

As you walked down the aisle of the church, tears ran down your already wet cheeks, as if the sky itself was crying for you. Your mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions that consumed you like the flame of a candle that slowly went out. Your heart was broken, because your desire was not to unite your soul for the rest of your life with a man you did not love, but what other option did you have? You knew that you could not do anything, because your parents had already agreed to it.

The closer you got to the altar, the more tears ran down your face. And when you were about to say yes, a familiar voice echoed through the church, giving you a spark of hope.

"She cannot marry! Not to that man!" Matheo Riddle shouted, with desperation and passion in his voice.

The church fell silent, and all eyes turned to Matheo, who was making his way through the guests towards the altar.

—She loves me, and I love her...—