Chapter 50

• Morning light poured through her window, illuminating the charming Italian town. Roslyn lay in bed, her mind still racing from a sleepless night. The cobblestone streets and ancient architecture outside seemed to whisper secrets, but her thoughts were consumed by the enigmatic Leonardo.
• Why was he stalking her? What sinister motive drove him to follow her every move since she moved to Italy?
• She tossed and turned, her thoughts whirling with possibilities, fueled by the quiet morning hours. Only the soft hum of the local café owners preparing for the day broke the stillness.