Dearly beloved, the only one that I want.
Sitting at a desk a man of about his 20's was muttering bitterly. "I can't believe it…. I can't accept it…. Wait what do I care it's his life! Maybe I should just write down what happened so I can evaluate this situation. Damn Wright again! " The man had a stern yet handsome face, he dressed in a sophisticated maroon ensemble with a cravat to complete the look. Workers around him whisper, "Here lays our heartbroken demon." Broken? Not quite. Heartbroken? Maybe.
Some think that he is heartless. Objection! That is a baseless assumption. If you had actually been there with him you will understand. Phoenix was always there with him. From he went to school to when confessed to killing his father. Of course Wright had to prove that the latter was a misconception that forced him in to depression that turned into "The Demon Prosecutor". Wright was always there. To pick up the pieces and to put them back together. Even though they are on opposing sides in the court room, it is simply a friendly rivalry.
Yet this time he won't be there. This time Wright will never be the one to help him out of this state. Why didn't he see it sooner? Edgeworth was a proud man but now to be reduced to this… it is just injustice! Miles has always focused on Phoenix. He was always determined to outdo the man in the blue suit. Never once did he think that romantic relationships would get in the way. Alas, because of the failure to plan ahead here is Phoenix's wedding date. "How could have I been so blind? Everyone could see it but me. As Franziska von Karma would say, I am a foolish fool."
It's kind of bittersweet once I think about it. Wright built his life to catch up to me yet in the end the one who never actually accepted the ending was me. When I naïvely thought that Wright would always be in my life, on the opposite side of the courtroom, opposing every statement; tomorrow he will be wed to the Fey girl.
Never would have thought that the one I treasure would be my rival. And never did it cross my mind that I lost him to someone else.
I want only to be the one loved dearly.