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Autor: Wednesday Adaire
last update Data de publicação: 2025-11-12 18:13:02

Fredric’s POV

July 2017 – One week later

I won’t lie — Mathilda looks beautiful today. Of course, it’s thanks to Paula’s makeup skills and wardrobe choices. Still, at least I’m not embarrassed to stand next to her.

“Mathilda, you look absolutely stunning and perfect!”

As always, my grandmother showered her with praise, looking at Mathilda the way she probably wishes she could look at her own granddaughter.

But I’m not in the mood today. Paula and I have been fighting. I’m jealous — too jealous
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    FREDRIC'S POVThe bed was unimaginably soft, and the atmosphere was warm and quiet. This room was the best place in the world, so why did I have to leave it?A foolish question that would surely make my grandmother disgusted with me and scold me if I voiced what I was feeling right now."Fredrick?" My grandmother's voice, accompanied by knocks on the door, made me spring up from the bed instantly. When I opened the door, she was as impeccably dressed and composed as always."It's time to leave, hurry up. At least you enjoyed sleeping in your room for an hour, didn't you? And you enjoyed your favorite dishes, which will be very hard for you to taste again. I bet the money I gave you when you and that whore came here has already been snatched by her, hasn't it?"There was only one answer, and I was sure my grandmother already knew it. I simply smiled and kissed her forehead.I said, "Thank you for the food and for your kindness. I'll take good care of this new phone."She said sharply,

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    MATHILDA'S POVThis old warehouse on the outskirts of the city was as far from luxurious as anything could possibly be. The scent of dust, machine oil, and stale coffee hit me the moment I stepped inside. I walked up to the heavy steel door and knocked three times.The harsh sound of an iron latch being shoved back echoed loudly, followed by a rusty groan as the door swung open to reveal Antonio.He wasn't wearing his leather jacket today; instead, he wore a simple black shirt, slightly torn at the shoulder. His hair was messy, and his eyes... that gaze was still as cold as it had been at the restaurant that day. There was no trace left of the man who had once been a famous commercial star."You're on time." He muttered coldly before turning around without even inviting me in.I stepped inside, letting out a soft, disgruntled huff. Honestly, this man lacked the most basic rules of common courtesy.He walked toward the center of the warehouse, which had been converted into a temporary

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    MATHILDA'S POVI had tried on at least ten dresses, and every time I walked out of the fitting room, Maria looked at me with an exaggerated, feigned expression of boredom.Maria said mockingly as I slipped into an emerald green silk dress: "Way too flashy, and the cut doesn’t suit your stiff body."She paid almost no attention to my appearance, continuing to scroll through her phone instead. "Your taste is abysmal. You don’t even know how to choose a luxurious fabric."I sighed and looked at my reflection in the mirror. "Perhaps you could offer me some advice, Maria, instead of just complaining."She tossed the dress aside violently and said: "I won’t be with you forever, so you need to raise your value and become much more valuable! No wonder Paula hates you—your level of competition is this low!"Annoyed, I stepped on her foot without thinking. "Didn't I tell you not to bring my personal matters into this?!"She shrieked: "Ouch! That hurts! How rude you are!"Honestly, I don’t know

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    FREDRIC'S POVMy head felt like it was being crushed inside a machine. The loud music in the penthouse, which once felt like a heartbeat, had now turned into a sharp screech tearing at my nerves.On the glass table in front of me, the white powder was neatly lined up; the only thing capable of stopping this spinning world, even if just for a moment.I took a deep breath through my nose, letting the cocaine take effect, swallowing every trace of guilt and anger, and the image of Matilda smiling at me with all that love that used to fill her eyes."Damn it!"I screamed and slammed my fist against the table with all the raging emotions inside me. I was losing my mind."Damn you, Frederick! Can't you enjoy that cocaine without smashing my things?! What exactly do you want?!" Paula screamed.Her screaming made me stand up immediately. I grabbed the face of the woman who had been stoking my anger all this time."I want you to keep quiet, Paula! Let me be angry, this is none of your business

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    Matilda's POVThe Grand Avenue Mall in the heart of Samoa felt less like a shopping center and more like a labyrinth of suffocating luxury. The marble floors stretched beneath my feet like an endless sheet of polished ice, reflecting an extravagance I still felt I didn't deserve in the least. For hours, I had been subjected to the ruthless scrutiny of fashion designers, forced to wear a dress by a world-renowned designer that felt like a gilded cage, trapped in high heels no less dangerous than a deadly weapon, and coated in layers of expensive makeup enough to hide the face of a ghost. I felt like nothing more than a stage prop—an amateur actress forced to wear a costume a size too small and play a part she never auditioned for in the first place."Keep your chin up while you walk, Matilda. You’re no longer a cashier hiding in a dark corner of a small shop," Maria whispered, her voice like a sharp knife slicing through the noise of the mall.Even now, standing in Enzo's presence, she

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    MATHILDA'S POVI sat frozen in the corner of the bed, staring around the room that I still couldn't get used to. It was my third day at Enzo's estate deep in the woods near the Silent Drop region, and also the fifth day since my facial reconstruction.I still didn't understand why he had brought me to this secluded mansion, when on the day I regained consciousness we had been staying at his private residence. That one was directly connected to his company in the heart of Samoa—a Western city not too far from New York. I mean, if I had stayed there, maybe I wouldn't have felt so detached from the life I was used to.This feeling of strangeness was completely different. It was as if I were trapped in a terrible nightmare. I wanted to wake up, but I couldn't. All of this left a paralyzing emptiness inside me."Mathilda, may I come in?"For some reason, just Enzo's voice behind the room door brought tears streaming down my face. I stood up and stared at my reflection once more."I don't k

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