Everything was perfect. Each rose was placed in its precise place. Each tablecloth free from even a speck of dust. It was the perfect temperature. The food was catered by only the best. And even you, looked perfect to him. Even though Riddle’s mom hadn’t really approved of you there was no way she would be careless with her son’s wedding.

His mother and him had accounted for every little thing. Except one. The daughter of her friend. Riddle had known her before he came to Night Raven and had purposely tried to cut contact. Why? Because she was insufferable. Her name was Miya. Not the sharpest tool in the shed but she sure made known how much she hated you. She hated your face. How you dressed. How you talked. Why? Because SHE wanted to be the one who ended up with Riddle.

It was in the middle of dinner when she suddenly stood up, clinking her knife against her glass to get everyone’s attention. In sync, both Riddle and his Mom’s eyes twitched in irritation.

“Hiii~!” She started her ‘heartfelt’ speech. “I wanted to take this time to acknowledge our groom. We were so close as kids and I’m so.. Overjoyed,” That sounded like it physically pained her to say. “to see him married. Haha, but remember! I’ll always be number One in his heart!”