Fredric’s POV

The sound of a horn snapped me out of my thoughts. I startled—I almost crashed into another car for the second time.

What is happening to me?

For a while now, the image of Mathilda's sad face hasn't stopped haunting me. There is an discomfort lodged in my chest, as if something were wrong... very wrong.

Is it because of what happened to Paula?

In frustration, I gripped the steering wheel, venting a directionless rage. Fortunately, the hospital was already in sight.

As soon as I pa