A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 31

The next day, Matilda asked Gideon to drop her son off at school before sitting alone in her studio, lost in thought. She sipped her coffee, finding its bitterness oddly comforting. Setting down her mug, she sighed deeply.

Upon returning, Gideon noticed his sister’s melancholic air and gently stroked her hair, his fingers weaving through the soft strands. “What’s on your mind?” he asked.

Matilda looked up at her brother and whispered, “I’m considering whether we should take up Mr. Farrell’s offer for collaboration.”

Gideon paused, leaning in, “Mat, if you’re not comfortable, there’s no need to push yourself…”

Shaking her head, Matilda replied to Gideon, “No… I think Mr. Farrell is right. Some scars do need to be exposed to sunlight.”

“Yvan… the raw wounds you left me with might not even hurt anymore,” she thought to herself.

That afternoon, Matilda called Mason to set up a meeting.

After finalizing the details with him, she told Gideon, “Could you pick up Logan from school later? I need to meet with Mason on my way.”

“Have you made up your mind?” Gideon asked from behind her.

slender silhouette pushed open the studio’s

out.

up on Matilda’s call, he dialed Yvan,

was in the middle of

“Why the cool

address, then took a deep breath and

Mason teased, whistling. “Mr. Boyd; are you getting soft on your

hit Yvan’s chest, prompting a reflexive sneer. “Don’t bother with

documents and straightened his attire before

at eight tonight. Yes, somewhere private, not the

momentarily as if taking a deep breath, and when they reopened, they flickered with an intense, frosty

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curious to see how long you can keep

Hof at 7:40 PM, just after Gideon

seat to look at her, “Mommy, come