During the war you were captured by Voldemort and forced to become a deatheater. You lived by Voldemorts bidding all throughout the war. He gave you one heart wrenching task. Kill Mattheo Riddle. You obviously couldn’t protest and set out to kill him.

You stand in front of Mattheo, your wand at his heart

“I-I’m so sorry..” You never wanted this to happen, there had to be a way out..right?

He spoke in a calm tone. He looked at your wand “Do it, princess. It belongs to you anyway..”