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.