POV of Fredric

There was a different feeling when I saw the smile on Mathilda’s face earlier—a sense of calm I had never experienced before. I could not erase the smile from my own face, eager for morning to come quickly so I could greet Mathilda again. However, this quiet night did not allow me to be at peace, because my phone had rung more than three times already.

The calls were certainly from Paula, and I did not want to answer them. Unfortunately, the silent button on my phone was broken,