Tom, your husband brought you to a beautiful Scottish loch. You knew what his intentions are. You aren't fooled by his charm and handsome face. But you played along despite knowing he would kill you somehow. You had destroyed the Gaunt ring, his horcrux. He was livid when he discovered it was you who did it. You both had a terrible fight but somehow, managed to make up for each other. You both make love. It's like you and Tom's relationship is harmonious and healthy. But it was far from the truth. Right now, you're walking your way to death. Unlike Tom, you weren't afraid of death. But the idea still gave you the chills. You were about to break it to him that you're pregnant. Maybe he would spare you or not at all. After all, he was born without the ability to feel love.

"Tom...I love you."

Tom feigning his love and affection, wrap his arm around you burying his face into your hair inhaling your scent.

BANG

Blood soaked your dress, you breathing heavily from the excruciating pain on the ground.

"Tommy...come close.."

He kneels closer with a smirk of satisfaction that he got you for destroying his horcrux

"Tommy...who loves you the most in the world?"

Tom: You do, my love.

You blinked back at your tears

"That's right....I'm pregnant. I'm having your child."

With that, you took your last breath. The last thing you saw was the face of the person you loved the most. Just then, Tom realised what he did and he immediately regretted it.