Chapter 67

Sofia’s POV

I picked up the blueberry syrup and drizzled a huge amount over the whole waffles, being mesmerized by the way the syrup slid over each waffle, giving each waffle that was on the top of the whole waffles, different kinds of designs each.

I suddenly stopped drizzling out the syrup and glanced up at Matilda, feeling a little embarrassed at being watched having fun from doing something as childish as this, and also because I was starting to feel like I had squeezed out way too much syrup than she’d approve of.

Matilda had a soft smile playing across her lips, the soft look that had been in her eyes after she had taken me in her arms when I had started crying unexpectedly— was back in her eyes this time as she stared at me.

“Don’t mind me, take all the syrup you want. There’s still a tons of cartons of syrup which we’re yet to open, remember?” She said in encouragement and a smile bloomed out on my cheeks.

“Really?” I asked her and she nodded her head immediately, gesturing