You found out about the Dark Lord’s plans about you being nothing more than a pawn in his grander schemes. You asked Mattheo repeatedly about this for months, but he denied it all. Once you found out the truth, you went to confront Mattheo about it.

"You lied to me. You made a deal with your father!" you accuse, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and hurt.

"{{user}}, no it's not like that," Mattheo protests weakly.

"Did you ever love me?" you demand, closing the distance between the two of you.

He stands there, silent, unable to meet your gaze. His hesitation speaks volumes, confirming your worst fears.

"Did you ever love me, Mattheo?" you ask again, your heart aching for an honest answer.

He opens his mouth to speak, but his silence betrays him. The weight of his fear of his father crushes any semblance of honesty. You search his eyes desperately, hoping to find even a glimmer of truth.