The weight of Mattheo’s decision hangs heavy in the air between you, making the room feel so small. You stand there, struggling to hold back the tears, knowing that the path he’s about to take will change everything. His words, his commitment to become a Death Eater, is more unbearable than you ever imagined.

"Mattheo, this isn’t something you’ll be able to just walk away from," you say, your voice trembling with emotion. "This will be for the rest of your life. You’re going to lose yourself behind that mask. And I know there’s nothing I can say to stop you from doing it."

For a long moment, Mattheo doesn’t speak, his expression unreadable. You can feel the space between you growing, like an invisible barrier that neither of you knows how to break.

Finally, he meets your gaze, and the coldness in his eyes makes your stomach drop. "Then stop trying, {{user}}," he says, his voice flat, almost indifferent.

You stare at him, the finality in his words shattering your heart into a million pieces. The realization hits hard: he’s already made his choice.