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Mathilda’s POV

“Mathilda? Where are you? Come out.”

I wiped away the tears that had been streaming down my face for the past twenty minutes. Fredric’s voice reminded me that I had to pull myself together. No matter what drama had unfolded tonight, I needed to play my part. I couldn’t let Mrs. Rosa see me weak.

“Ah, there you are! I was so worried looking for you. What took you so long, Mathilda?”

I looked up at Fredric — it was the first time I’d ever seen him worried about me. And honestly, se
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    Fredric’s POVMy grandmother and Paula stared at each other with coldness and disdain. I didn't want to take another step or trigger something worse, so I grabbed Paula's hand."Enough, we're leaving," I said."Why should we leave? Are you deaf? Your grandmother just did something that screws you over, Fredric! Are you really going to let all your cars—the ones you bought with the money you earned running the family business—vanish just like that?" Paula screamed.I looked at my grandmother, who crossed her arms and raised her chin with a sarcastic smile."What my grandmother did was her choice, and I respect it. I beg you to—"My sentence was cut short as Paula yanked my arm and pointed a gun at my head.My grandmother's expression shifted; for a brief second, worry was evident. Two bodyguards rushed toward us, aiming their weapons at Paula.Damn it. In that moment, I wished Paula would just pull the trigger and end it all. At least then this hell would be over."Do you think I'm afr

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    Mathilda’s POVThere was something different. My body felt so light, as if all weight had evaporated. My head was empty as well, like a hollowed-out stone—empty, yet strangely offering space for a new beginning. I felt like a newborn baby, reborn."Mathilda, can you hear me?"Enzo's voice made my eyes open on reflex. His face greeted me, with a soft, sincere smile etched on it.Not only could I open my eyes with ease; my body moved without any pain whatsoever. I sat up quickly, sat upright, and looked at Enzo, who was standing beside the bed."How long was I unconscious?" I asked."Twenty-eight hours. How are you feeling now?" Enzo answered."My body feels so..." I fell silent for a moment, then stood up and raised both hands high. "I don't even feel a trace of the terrible thing that happened to me. Thank you, Enzo! How can I make this up to you?"Enzo remained silent. His gaze was loaded with meaning, as if he were hiding something from me. That silence only heightened my curiosity—

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    Fredric’s POVGlass after glass, I drank to soothe my confused mind. Two hours have passed since I left the house, and my heart is a complete mess.Even though I can still reach out to my grandmother, it isn't the same. I've really been thrown out, and she is thoroughly disappointed in me.That has been my worst nightmare for as long as I can remember.I've been ignoring my grandmother's calls for the last half hour; she wanted to invite me to dinner.I didn't answer because… where would I even show my face? It's clear my cousins would look at me like I'm absolute trash."Sorry to keep you waiting."That familiar body scent and that distinct raspy voice arrive.Paula smiles broadly as she pats my shoulder."One, two… seven glasses!" Paula seems to count the glasses in front of me. "I thought you'd be past twenty by now and passed out on the floor.""Cut the chatter—just tell me what your real goal is!"I push the glass back toward the bartender, but Paula signals him to stop."I was g

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    Fredric’s POVFour days have passed without Mathilda. After yesterday's burial of the casket containing her clothes and the ashes of her body, I could only remain silent in my room, waiting for another chapter in my life.Only now do I realize that Mathilda's death has had such a massive impact—not because of the accusations my grandmother made, but because my heart is becoming increasingly shattered.Every night since that accident, I always dream of Mathilda. I even feel like she is right beside me, my heart warming somewhere between longing and restlessness.Why was I so cruel to her that day? Why didn't I simply confess this love to her?"Fredric."My grandmother's voice interrupted my thoughts. I got out of bed right away; surely the police were coming to interrogate me.I paused for a moment in front of the mirror, looking at my face with dark circles growing more pronounced because I can't sleep at all.Closing my eyes for even a second brings Mathilda's image to my mind. I hav

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