IN HEAT! NOW THE WAIT IS OVER
MATHILDA’S POV
Getting ready is harder than I thought it would be.
Now I’m stuck wearing the same outfit I had on days ago and not exactly ideal for a fresh start kind of day, but honestly what choice do I have? It’s not like I packed for an extended stay.
We part ways downstairs with the promise to meet again shortly. He heads toward his office, an office I don’t remember him ever showing me before, that alone reminds me how much of his world I still haven’t seen.
With a small swipe of lip balm I find buried in my bag, I consider myself ready, the gown I’m wearing is a tiny bit too fancy for daytime shopping, but at this point I’ll take overdressed over underprepared.
“I’m downstairs!” I shout, hoping he hears me.
A moment later, he appears, composed a
