In the weeks that followed, Matilda learned that Arthur’s home held more than silence. Behind the doors of his study was a small library — shelves of books she had never been allowed to touch before. When he caught her reading one morning, he simply said, “Everything here is yours too. Nothing is forbidden.”
It was the first time anyone had ever given her permission to exist on her own terms.
One evening, as the sun melted into the Tennessee hills, Arthur asked gently, “Matilda… are you unhappy here?”
She thought for a long time before answering. “No,” she said at last. “For the first time, I can breathe.”
When Care Becomes Love
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