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 'she might be in love with me but i will never love her'

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'she might be in love with me but i will never love her'

The night of the yule ball...
i had my dress on the silk felt good across my skin, me and cerelia carefully put makeup on as we didn't want to mess anything up

Mattheo was going his wife, i never got her name maybe at the ball i can, thoughts of elphias soared through my mind once again

my eyes stung with pain as the thought of him hurt me, i know he doesn't care about me anymore but that's okay... right?

maybe tonight i can talk to him. make it up to him.

i put blush on along with eyeliner, cerelia was now looking at the body mirror, examining her body picking out each and every flaw that she had

she scrunched up her face and started whispering to herself, they were positive words such as

'you got this' 'you're perfect don't think otherwise' 'he will think you're perfect' 'he loves you' 'my face is perfect' etc... she thought maybe if she kept telling herself that it would become true

she let out a shaky sigh before turning to me

"ready?" she asked raising an eyebrow at me "yes, let me just finish up with some finishing touches" i put on the last of my make up and got up

we linked arms as we walked out of my dorm, at the end of the steps we saw the boys, leo, max, scorpius, marco all looked amazing

then there was elphias, him, the boy i fell deeply in love with, memories of us came back to my mind

painful memories— i shook the thought away as i held back warm tears that were fighting to fall

we walked down the steps slowly as the boys looked at us like we were goddesses

elphias kept his eyes trained onto my body, that look was the same look he gave me when we first saw each other for the first time

he was in awe, his lips slightly parted as he picked out everything beautiful about me

hysteria ; Mattheo RiddleWhere stories live. Discover now