The next morning, Maximilian prepared breakfast as usual before going to work at the hospital.
Meanwhile, I packed the food and threw it to the stray dogs and cats downstairs. After a few minutes, I glanced at the sticky note he left in the entrance hall.
Maximilian: [My wife, please remind me to be home on time tonight to pick up Vilhelmina's call. I love you forever.]
I knew people's hearts were really hard to gauge. Maximilian was playing the role of a good husband and father at home.
But actually, at the same time, he had a rendezvous with his lover, while his daughter was dying.
I pulled the corner of my mouth. My eyes started rummaging through Vilhelmina's belongings.
I then prepared all of them to send to the funeral home for cremation. But I didn't find her favourite peace quilt. She had used it for seven years.
If not for the boarding school to unify the purchase of bedding, she did not want to leave the quilt at home. But I remembered that she had just washed it and put it in the cabinet. In desperation, I had no choice but to call Maximilian.