Fredric’s POV

Maybe tonight was the most unforgettable night I’ve ever shared with Mathilda.

I let out everything I’d been holding in—my regrets, my anger, even the small traces of tenderness I didn’t realize I still had left.

For the first time, I saw her clearly. Mathilda had never been at fault in this sham of a marriage. And one more thing struck me—she looked beautiful tonight.

The dress Grandma had given her fit perfectly, softening every harsh thought I’d ever had about her. All the nega