Chapter 23 The Feeling Of Peace

• Three days have passed since that dreadful night, but the emotional scars persist like open wounds. Being by Matteo's side was like meeting the devil himself. A sentence I had no choice in.
• As the end of this is already explicit, day after day I surrender completely to sadness, eagerly waiting for the day when I can have peace. However, until that moment arrives, I continue living my own reality.
• "Good afternoon, signora," Martina greets me as she enters my room, carrying a tray with my lunch. She places the small meal on the bedside table and gives me a reproachful look. "Signora, your morning coffee remains untouched!"