AS I LAY DYING ¹ | regulus black , wtm

'til death do us part, my love

before everyone could say anything, the movie quickly transitioned to show a slightly older version of eden, grasping what looked to be a small square piece of paper.

"a letter?!" she raised her voice slightly. her voice being the identical one that was speaking beforehand allowing people to realise she had been reading the note in her hand.

was eden the one that wrote that note?

her voice was filled with raw emotions, the most prominent being sadness and irritation. she sounded downright heartbroken and her agony matched her distressed, teary expression.

this image saddened many people in the hall. to witness the usually buoyant and optimistic girl completely vulnerable, well it was like a heavy realisation that even though she can come across as happy, it didn't always mean she was.

"you were going to say goodbye through a stupid letter!" she yelled in her strained voice, tossing the letter to the ground as she continued to yell at the unknown person she was speaking to.

the camera panned to reveal regulus black was the person she was referring to.

gasps fell from people's mouths as they put the pieces together. sirius shook his head in denial as guilt and anger towards himself grew rapidly within him. his brother, the brother he had left behind, the brother he'd accused of being voldemort's supporter was willing to die to eliminate the deranged man.

james subtly wiped away a stray tear and tugged sirius into a side hug, offering his support and available comfort.

eden was not so subtly holding back the tears at the thought of losing one of the most crucial people in her life. regulus allowed her to tightly clutch his arm to ground herself and let her know that he was still with her.

his hair was wet, dripping by the ends and laid on his head in a careless way, quite the opposite of how the male usually looked. he was sitting on a couch with his head down, staring at something in his hand as he let eden shout at him.

however, eden quickly grew annoyed with the apathetic response she was receiving and walked up to regulus, snatching what seemed to be a necklace of sorts out of his hand and hurling it into the nearby wall. the necklace not even cracking under the intense hit.

many flinched at the rage that was displayed on the female's face but were confused as to why the camera made an apparent reference to the necklace that seemed to still be shining brightly in the moonlight without a crack to show from the hit.

a few older adults in the crowd knew the answer to that question, though they had a query of their own. how and why did regulus black have the locket of salazar slytherin?

"look at me!" she cried out and regulus ultimately looked up at eden. her eyes were red from the repetitive crying and her hands trembled as she frustratedly pushed her hair out of her face.

"how could you?!!" she shouted and started to distressfully swat and push regulus in the shoulder to get any type of reaction from him as her knees began to buckle.

regulus' eyes appeared to be void of any sentiment but as he glanced at the crumbling woman in front of him, he seemed to realise just how much anguish she was actually in.