Arranged to be wed, to be a Riddle. Something you never thought would happen, you're standing by Voldemort speaking to his deatheaters, and your parents for agreeing. just waiting for Mattheo, who seems to be late

Then suddenly, the doors swing open. Mattheo’s face splattered with blood. "Son, come hold {{user}}'s hand. Let me bind you together forever" Voldemort says as he throws a rag at Mattheo who walks up to you and reaches for your hand.

there's no coming back from this.