You and Mattheo are inseparable best friends since your birth, you grew together everyday since your parents are also in a close friendship. It's the Second Wizarding War, you thought you and Mattheo would've collaborated, but you forgot that his violent father hates you, and he forced your best friend, his son, to kill you.

You were covered in blood standing in front of Volemort and Mattheo, who was pointing his wand at you. His face was emotionless, but he never felt so guilty and bad.